(Jonathan, who had a long, long, day will be posting photos, etc., from the Inquirer reception.He also has audio containing the Guru's Inquirer speech you are about to read, as well as remarks by Inquirer sports editor Jim Jenks, Inquirer executive editor Bill Marimow, and publisher Brian Tierney.
The event was held Friday at the Inquirer public room and attended by people who have dealt with the Guru in various ways over the years. Some are noted in the speech.)
The Guru's Remarks
Thank you Jim, Thank you Bill, Thank You Jim, and, especially, thank you, Brian.
Brian you're going to have to get the Kimmel Center again because we got word from Knoxville that the DVD containing the ceremony is ready.
Last winter the newsroom was under-going its re-adjustment and when you're happening to rise to number two on the seniority list of the writing staff at the same the Women's Basketball Hall of Fame induction was being publicly announced, I began to have nightmares, envisioning such headlines as Greenberg: Treasure or Target.
Listen, if you all want words of inspiration, you need to read the acceptance speech at last month’s induction ceremony (which is on this blog in audio and text). Because of the uniqueness of this particular gathering in this room, today, I have to go in a bit of a different direction, which I hope remains entertaining.
But first, several short orders of business
There’s a name that has been at the center of this event, besides, mine, but more important, one that has made today’s reception possible.
We’ve been friends for years, her husband Bryan and I started at The Inquirer the same date, that’s right Bill, 9-9-69, the number you often recite to me, and I know I’ve put her through fits over the last month in getting this together. Also, previously, she helped to co-ordinate the Hall of Fame needs from us for last month’s ceremonies in Knoxville. She’s the reason we got to this point today. Say hello to: Maureen Meehan.
Yoy know, the NCAA actually did her a favor, because the recruiting calendar is still alive this weekend. Otherwise, we’d be packed in here with some other 200 or so coaches, predominantly from the area, who are elsewhere right now trying to preserve their current employment.
Next, for those of you who want to keep your social activity going tonight, the celebration will continue later at Doc Watson’s Pub in Center City.
It used to be our Inquirer sports department hangout back in the day, and the place where the Women’s Big Five actually got started, as Maryann from Villanova noted to me a little while ago, in a room on the third floor that is being given to us by owner Barry Sandrow. He called me out of the blue last week and said he wanted to note the induction with a photo on their Wall of Fame, over there.
His place is on 11th Street between Walnut and Locust, across from a building under construction in the Jefferson University Hospital complex. We’l be there to continue later until whenever.
I’m told some refreshment is being provided, but we’ll learn exactly what when we get there.
With that out of the way, let me begin my remarks here by saying I don’t know how presidential contenders go through preparing speeches everyday. In the last month, I’ve had to prepare one for the induction ceremony, itself, and then one for here and, a real short one for over at Watson’s later.
Speaking of campaigning, I need to get something out of the way. On one hand, I’d like to thank my longtime colleagues from here ifor their recent grass roots efforts on my behalf in the newsroom. But although Bill and I have had a long and meaningful working relationship here, I want you to know I really have no interest in the vacant managing editor’s job. But thanks, anyway.
To continue: Since the actual public announcement of the induction was made last November, it has been a bit overwhelming and humbling to see the magnitude of the reaction. From Temple, my alma mater, citing me during a timeout of a women’s game against Maryland, when the then-defending NCAA champions were No. 1, last December, to recently hearing my name and seeing my face on the jumbo-tron during a WNBA game in Washington.
It is amazing to see how many people beyond my normal working environment have noted this most recent honor.
We talk about family a lot in our daily lives, and, today, at this event, I kind of feel like we have an assemblage of all the families – from my own, including friends from the neighborhood, who enjoy seeing my name in the newspaper, to my extended families, represented here, who have evolved along the way.
It’s been kind of interesting in this particular reaction because this is the first time my Inquirer internal life has been noted alongside the basketball emphasis, even if half of what you are reading in that special section is pure fiction. And I’ll have more to say about my Boswells in that work in a bit.
When we were Knoxville, the creation of the special multi-media induction blog at philly.com enabled you to meet my sister Annette, my brother-in-law Perry and my nieces, Neena and Allison, who are also here.
But in this room, first, and most important, say hello to one person, without whom, I wouldn’t be here – my mother, Roslyn Greenberg.
I consider this event everybody’s celebration because you all have been representative and part of the components that resulted in what I eventually was able to achieve. I don’t know if I would have been the one to start a women’s basketball poll, had not I been a child of the Big Five, especially one who was up close as a basketball manager at Temple with a team that became an NIT champion in New York. And some fellow members are here today. --- my former road roommate Pat Cassidy and.Lee Tress.
There is also a gentleman in this room, he was my Mel Greenberg when I started, he was the source of all knowledge as the sports information director at Queens College: Say hello to Ed Jaworski.
And from that era, although they are not here today, let us pay tribute to Immaculata and Cathy Rush for winning those first national titles that set the era, that caused our former sports editor Jay Searcy, when he came here in 1975 before some of you were born, to approach me with the mission of starting the poll. He’s retired now in Knoxville and was with us last month for the events in Tennessee.
Speaking of Immaculata, no, I am not in the movie, nor is anyone playing me in the production about the Mighty Macs. However, it was quite a moment, personally, last month to visit the shooting. After a particular take was filmed, during the time-out, the director actually noted my presence to the stars and extras in the cast.
I don't know if anyone ever stopped shooting a movie for Stephen A.
I mentioned Jay. But let me note all the sports editors along the way. First, Tim Kelly, who is now the publisher in Lexington, Kentucky, and the late Ron Smith, both of whom actually opened the door to begin writing at this newspaper. And then through the years to Glen Guzzo, Dave Tucker, Nancy Cooney, Tim Dwyer, who is leaving the Washington Post today to become the overall editor of the New London Day, and, of course, now Jim Jenks. He once lived off of me through his former charges as a head of research at ESPN.
And let me cite all department colleagues over the years, and those in other departments, from whom I’ve learned much, and to all the backfields and copy desk people who have saved me from myself.
I started here in 1969 as a clerk on the then five-member business page. One co-worker was Marty Sikora, who is here.
I think I actually have a bunch of former bosses in the room.
Also here is John V.R. Bull, who was my immediate superior when I first handled our daily file to what was then known as the Knight-Ridder wire. In those early years when I was doubling up the two jobs when the poll started, John’s famous “But, but, Melsy, well, OK, I guess,” allowed me to get both done. Of course, he later was rewarded when my expertise dealing with sports information directors enabled me to run Inquirer hospital suites at state press association conventions.
I used to have a saying in regards to the early years of the space agency, which occurred at the same time we started this, that “women got Tupperware out of the space program and the Inquirer got me out of the poll" because of my early fascination with computers.
Some former newsroom executives are here – Gene Foreman, whose daughter Sue was and still is a trainer at Virginia. Back then, she was friends with a player – one Dawn Staley – a relationship that became useful for many reasons. It becomes helpful when the No. 2 man in the newsroom complains that women’s scores aren’t getting in the newspaper.
Butch Ward is not here. But he’s been recently bragging to reporters about how I got him to stuff envelopes mail preseason poll ballots to all the voting coaches.
Although he’s not here, obviously Gene Roberts, the former head of the newsroom. I don’t know if the poll would have happened had he not he infused energy into the paper at a time when many initiatives were occurring here.
When I was first organizing the poll, Gene once gave me some advice about how to market it, and then added this phrase: “Other than that, anything else you want to do here is fine with me.” That, of course, became the official cart blanch to run amok in the newsroom for the next 24 years.
But then, such are the perks over the years as a courier to Columbia University driving many of the paper’s Pulitzer Prize entries that became winners.
I mentioned SIDs. Many are here today past and present. If people are amazed at what I became, likewise to people who served in these jobs at various schools, especially locally. One person who could not be here but tried is Dave Coskey, a name many of you know as the marketing genius of the 76ers and Comcast who now works for the Borgata casino establishment down the shore.
You know, at the Women’s Basketball Hall of Fame, the theme is honor the past, celebrate the present, and promote the future.
I’ve done already done two of those things in this speech. But as for promoting the future, I need you to meet some outstanding young talent here from my blogging team that represent the next generation in our industry. I refer to them as the blogerettes.
The first person, she couldn’t make it to Knoxville because she was turning 21 that weekend and facing impending ACL surgery. But Kate Burkholder, who lives over in Marlton, will be a senior at Rutgers this fall. Two seasons ago, she was the women’s basketball beat writer on the student newspaper, and in observing her fine work and meeting her, I offered her a chance to come along to the Final Four in Boston. She began writing for my blog and her first words were "Mel knows everybody and everybody knows Mel," which, by today's turnout shows she was quite accurate. In so doing, Kate gave it a new dimension. I joked that it took me almost a decade to become “Mel” to the nation, but she managed to become “Kate” in five days.
She soon thereafter decided for a class project to write my biography and in so doing, stole the thunder from my longtime colleague here, Mike Vitez, who eventually got his say in the special section, to which Kate became a collaborator. She’s here with her mom and dad, say hello to Kate.
Kate paved the way for others to join the blog. Several months later, at a Connecticut Sun game I became acquainted with Erin Semagin Damio, who actually lives a few miles from the University of Connecticut campus. So you all know what that means. But she also is a member of the rowing team at Northeastern University and is here with her mom and her brother.
Acacia O’Connor, who actually plays at Vasser, could not be here today because of her summer job at the Syracuse newspaper in her hometown. But she heard me speak at Bryn Mawr last winter in a presentation very much shorter than this, and later sent me an email about her aspirations. Her work, also, was exceptional and she spent the first five months of this year in a special program in Bologna, Italy. The result was Acacia became our blog’s first foreign correspondent. She returned back to the States in time to join us in Knoxville with Erin and the two helped produce much of the content on the special Philly.com blog. I know she’ll be reading about today’s event and listening ,so if I don’t give her a shout-out, I’ll definitely hear about it.
Several weeks ago, Kathleen Radebaugh, a student at St. Joseph’s, who writes for the student newspaper, joined us for coverage at the WNBA all-star game, and produced two fine stories. She’s here with us.
And last, but definitely not least, Jonathan Tannenwald was a student sportswriter at Penn when we first hooked up and he helped cover the Washington Mystics several summers in his hometown. After graduation last year, he actually got employed here at Philly.com and produced the induction blog to handle coverage from Knoxville. He’s busy at it today chronicling all of this and, later, at Doc Watson’s. So say hello to Jonathan.
As I said in my Knoxville speech, this whole process has been about the journalism.
I think, the most gratifying thing is the letters and, now, email I get from readers offering thanks for the coverage. Mike and Kate noted one such reader in their bio in the special section.
Let me close, believe it or not, by saying that the most important aspect of all this has been the fun along the way and all the friendships, in particular those past and present of the staff here at all levels.
If this has appeared a bit long, consider that if they had given me this honor nine years ago, there might be about 150 less of you who I had yet to meet. So now, on with the party.
-- Mel