Rafer Alston imparts on- and off-court wisdom as Panthers' head coachBy Ebenezer Samuel
Daily news sports writer
Monday, July 6th 2009, 6:55 PM
Nine-year NBA veteran Rafer Alston huddles with New York Panthers' 17-and-under team before scrimmage last Tuesday in Manhattan.He shouldn't be here. He's just weeks removed from helping the Orlando Magic reach the NBA Finals, days removed from the trade that brought him and two Magic teammates to the New Jersey Nets in exchange for Vince Carter and Ryan Anderson.
He should be resting his 32-year-old legs, avoiding the court like people avoid the plague: he'll be in the final year of his contract this winter, and any injury hurts his chances of earning a big deal.
Rafer Alston knows all of this but cares little. On this Thursday, he's in an empty gym in the Bronx, playing short one-on-one games with some members of the New York Panthers club team - first Cardozo's Ryan Rhoomes, then Wings Academy's Dashaun Wiggins, then Lee Academy's Winston Graham.
When Alston drives, he gets thwacked in the head, slapped on the forearm, smacked on the shin. But he keeps playing, telling the Panthers to be "more aggressive," until a security guard announces that it's time to lock up.
"The kids needed that … they need the skill work," Alston says. "Me being out there, it gets them fired up."
He rubs the cut on the back of his head he received from a Rhoomes elbow. As a Panthers coach, Alston knows that bruises come with the territory. Over the next two months, he'll guide the 17-and-under squad through a string of exposure tournaments, run practices and work individually with each player.
Alston has been doing this for the past three summers. He says it's helping prepare him for a future in coaching and he's sharing his wisdom about on- and off-court struggles with aspiring players.
"I want to coach one day, so I get to do that while I'm still playing," he says. "And hopefully I'm helping these kids stay on the right path, stay away from some of the mistakes that I made."
Alston's missteps forced him to take a circuitous route to the NBA, which often leads people to forget his high school success. He's still known as "Skip to My Lou," a nickname he garnered on streetball courts for his penchant for skipping as he dribbled. He's still known for spawning the And1 Mixtape craze: In 1998, Cardozo HS coach Ron Naclerio gave the fledgling sneaker company a videotape of Alston's streetball moves. Before he played a game in the NBA, Alston signed an endorsement deal with And1 and was featured on the company's first Mixtape.
Few realize that he starred at Cardozo. Naclerio says he averaged more than 25 points per game as a sophomore.
"Just as quickly as he made a name for himself in high school, he erased himself from high school with his academic woes," Naclerio says.
Alston failed off the team and played 10 total games as a junior and senior. He says he was "hanging out with too many different people."
He wound up spending two semesters at the Laurinburg Institute, a prep school in North Carolina, then attended two junior colleges before landing at Fresno State for a season. He was selected by the Milwaukee Bucks in the second round of the 1998 NBA Draft.
Six years later, Alston signed a multi-year deal with the Toronto Raptors and started 78 games. He was traded to Houston before the 2005-06 season, and then to Orlando last February. He's become a consistent contributor, but he knows that his reputation might have been much different if he hadn't fumbled his way through high school.
"I can play any style," he says. " … people see the streetball, but I can play any style. I'm a student of the game; I've always been a student of the game."
That's one of the first things that incoming players learn about Alston. The antics that made him "Skip to My Lou" - the behind-the-back crossovers and showboat moves and no-look passes - are all but barred from Panther practices.
Alston preaches a fundamental game, stressing defense and smart shot selection and hoops IQ, adding that not enough coaches in the city focus on those things. He says he loves coaching the Panthers, partly because they don't have a star; everyone on the team must work to improve.
"Guys like Lance Stephenson, O.J. Mayo, they're ahead of their time," he says. "With stars, you deal with egos. These kids, they just want to learn and get better."
Before a scrimmage last Tuesday, he spent a half-hour walking the Panthers through a proper pick-and-roll defense. When the game began, he asked that the scoreboard be turned off so players could concentrate on the little things. He threw his clipboard when his squad struggled to rebound, and he called a timeout after one bucket because his team hadn't correctly executed the play.
"He's teaching the fundamentals first," says Cardozo's Reynaldo Walters, a second-year Panther. "He was a lot more strict than I thought."
Alston is especially strict on Walters, frequently texting him and reminding him to stay focused in the classroom. Even two months ago - in the middle of the Magic-Celtics series - he sent a text message to Naclerio, telling the coach to keep an eye on Walters.
"He's a knucklehead," Alston says of Walters. "Just like I was."
He pauses for a moment.
"I don't want these kids to go to JUCO like I did," he adds. "Some of them may (attend prep school before college), but they shouldn't have to, if they handle themselves in the classroom now."
Alston sounds like a broken record, repeating the "stay in school" phrase that every youngster has heard many times over, but players still hang on his words.
"He's been where a lot of us have," Walters says. "He's the same as all of us."
At least for another few years. Alston tells people that's as long as he may play, that he only has "three or four years" left in his legs.
After that, he says, he'll move onto coaching, maybe in college, perhaps alongside Naclerio at Cardozo, maybe for another few years with the Panthers.
"Whatever opens up," he says. "But this is where I got my start. And this is what I really want to do."