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Jerry Stackhouse used to sing the national anthem before NBA games. As fans put it on the web, “I had no idea Stackhouse had pipes like that.” or “My boy sang in church” Stack turns 52 today. From Kinston and UNC to the No. 3 pick in 1995, he became a two-time NBA All-Star.

His father, Jerry scored 69 points for Lasalle HS against Andrew Jackson. Captain of last St John’s team coached by Joe Lapchick that won NIT & ECAC, as I recall…

KEVIN HOUSTON Kevin Houston was born in The Bronx, but was raised in Pearl River, New York and was a 3-year starter on the varsity basketball team at Pearl River High School. Though a strong offensive player, at 5 ft 11 and 165 lbs. his small stature played a big part in his being overlooked by college scouts. Houston attended the U.S. Military Academy Prep School for 1 year after high school. Then the US Military Academy as it was the only university that had shown any interest in recruiting him. He enrolled in the fall of 1983 and proved all the skeptics wrong! During his 4-year career, Houston started every one of 113 games tying him for the most all-time games played in Army history. By the time he graduated from the Academy in 1987, he had re-written all the record books! Most points in a game (53), in a season (953), in a career (2,325), and season points per game (32.9)! He was the first ever Army player to win the Haggerty Award, which he shared as a senior with Mark Jackson of St. John's.! It is given to the best men's basketball player in the greater New York metropolitan area. Houston was also the 1986–87 Metro Atlantic Athletic Conference (MAAC) Player of the Year and the NCAA scoring champion! He was a 3x All-MAAC honoree, 2x honorable mention All-American, and 1x 3rd team All-American. After college, Houston served his mandatory term in the US Army. He coached high school basketball guiding the Storm King School, located in Cornwall-on-Hudson, New York, to two New England Private School Championships in 7 years. Kevin married his high school sweetheart, Elizabeth Cuccia, together for 21 years until she died on January 3, 2009. They have three children: Lauren, Luke and Leanne. His father is the great St. John's All-American, Jerry Houston! Stay tuned for our upcoming interview with Kevin on "The NYC Basketball History Show!"

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108 years ago today, a red-headed farmer from Pall Mall, Tennessee did something in the Argonne Forest that still doesn't seem real. Alvin York grew up dirt poor, a hard drinker and brawler, until a religious conversion in his twenties changed his whole life. When the draft notice came in 1917, he asked to be exempted as a conscientious objector. His church opposed war and so did he. The Army said no. His battalion commander spent hours going through the Bible with him, trying to convince him that a man could fight and still be right with God. York went home on leave, prayed on it for two days on a mountainside, and came back ready. On the morning of October 8, 1918, York was one of 17 men sent to slip behind German lines and knock out machine guns near Chatel-Chehery, France. They surprised a group of Germans and captured them. Then the machine guns on the ridge above opened up. Six Americans were killed instantly and three more went down wounded, including the sergeant in charge. That left Cpl. York in command of seven men, most of them pinned flat guarding prisoners. So York went to work. Every time a German gunner raised his head to fire, York shot him. He'd been shooting turkeys in the Tennessee hills since he was a kid and he was not missing at that range. When six Germans charged him with bayonets, he drew his pistol and dropped all six, starting with the last man and working forward, so the ones in front wouldn't realize what was happening. A German officer, Lt. Paul Vollmer, emptied his pistol at York and missed every shot. Watching his men fall one after another, Vollmer finally called out in English and offered to surrender the whole position if York would stop shooting. York agreed. Then he used Vollmer to order other German positions to give up as they marched back through the woods. By the time he reached American lines, York had killed 25 men and was herding 132 prisoners in front of him with a handful of survivors. When a general told him he'd heard York captured the whole German army, York said "No sir. I got only 132." He was promoted to sergeant and received the Medal of Honor. New York threw him a ticker tape parade. Companies offered him a fortune to endorse their products and he turned almost all of it down. He went home to Tennessee, married his sweetheart, and spent years raising money to build a school for kids in the mountains who had no shot at an education. When Hollywood finally made his story in 1941, he agreed partly to fund a Bible school. Gary Cooper won the Oscar for playing him. The man who didn't want to go to war became the most famous American soldier of it.

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Meet Miguel Rojas. He studied all 100 citizenship questions. He wanted no special treatment because he’s a professional baseball player. And when he passed, he said he was prouder of that perfect score than his World Series home run. What stood out to me most was his gratitude. He talked about America opening its doors to him 21 years ago and said he’s never taken that opportunity for granted. Preparation. Respect for the process. Gratitude for the country that gave you an opportunity. Wanting to contribute and be judged by your character, not your status.

For twenty winters, the only mail that got across the Sierra Nevada was carried by one man on a pair of homemade skis. The United States government never paid him a dollar for it. His name was Jon Torsteinson-Rue. He was born in Telemark, Norway, in 1827, came to America at ten, and ended up farming in California. Americans called him John Thompson. The problem he solved was this. From roughly November to April, the Sierra closed. The settlements over on the Nevada side, in the Carson Valley, were completely cut off from California for five months a year. No mail, no newspapers, no medicine, no word about anything happening anywhere. In 1856 Thompson read about it and realized that where he came from, this would not have been considered a problem. Norwegians had been crossing deep snow on skis for centuries. Almost nobody in America had ever seen a pair. So he carved himself some out of oak, working from childhood memory. They were close to ten feet long and weighed twenty five pounds. He used one long pole held in both hands for balance and braking rather than a pair. In January 1856 he made his first crossing, from Placerville, California to Genoa, Nevada. About ninety miles over the range. Three days going east, two coming back, with fifty to a hundred pounds of mail on his back. He kept doing it for twenty years. He carried no blanket, no tent and no gun. When he had to sleep out he built a fire on a flat rock and lay down on pine boughs. He navigated by the stars and by the shape of the country, and he said he was never lost, including in blizzards. He hauled more than letters. Medicine, newspaper type, supplies, whatever anybody needed. He carried out the first silver ore taken from the Comstock Lode. In late December of 1856 he came across a man named James Sisson alone in a cabin south of Lake Tahoe. Sisson had been snowbound for twelve days with both legs frozen solid and nothing to eat but raw flour. Thompson built him a fire, cut and stacked wood, skied to Genoa, and came back with six men and a sled. Then the doctors said they would have to amputate and there was no chloroform anywhere in the valley. So Thompson crossed the Sierra to Sacramento and crossed back with it. Sisson lived. He had been told he would be paid a dollar a letter. He was almost never paid anything at all. He had no formal contract with the Post Office Department, and that was the technicality they kept returning to. In 1869 the Nevada legislature formally petitioned the federal government to pay him about six thousand dollars for work he had already done. Nothing came of it. So in 1872 he decided to go to Washington and ask Congress himself. On the way out, his train got stuck in snowdrifts. He got off and walked through the snow to Cheyenne, Wyoming. He sat in Washington for six weeks waiting on a congressional committee to decide, ran out of money, and went home. He was never paid. He died on May 15, 1876, at forty nine, of appendicitis that turned into pneumonia, at his ranch in Diamond Valley. He is buried in Genoa, Nevada, under a headstone with a pair of crossed skis carved into it. He brought skiing to the American West, carried the mail over a mountain range for twenty winters, and was paid for none of it.

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A 101-year-old Marine who took bullets in the chest and arm at Iwo Jima played Taps on a harmonica for 9/11. They had to help Sgt. Frank Wright to his feet. Then this nation heard why we still stand. Never forget. Never fold. Semper Fi. Who else still gets chills from this? 🇺🇸

11-year-old Austin Sides thought he was throwing out the first pitch at a Royals game. He had no idea the catcher behind the mask was HIS MILITARY DAD! Air Force Major Robert Sides had been deployed to Kuwait for a year. Phone calls and FaceTime were all they had. Then Dad came home early, put on the catcher’s gear, crouched behind the plate and waited for his son to throw. Watch Austin’s face when that mask comes off.😭 A year of missing his dad disappears in one hug. This is the sacrifice military families make. Not a dry eye. 🇺🇸

Alix Pasquet reveals why he now treats technical analysis as paramount and loves hearing smart people dismiss it "Both of them explained technical analysis to me in a behavioral lens, that it wasn't about picking stocks, but it was about helping you explain what was going on with the other market participants out there that were actually trading this thing." "And it's very important to be a technician, especially in a post-2022 market, because you know who uses technical analysis? The algorithms, the quant funds, the pods." "So if you're in a stock and it breaks a sort of technical level, you better have the staying power, because it is going to crash and go down even more than you actually think." "So technical analysis is paramount in our opinion." "And by the way, there is no greater competitive pleasure than hearing really, really smart people say I don't do technical analysis."

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