My
next
lesson
came
during
a game
against
Kamehameha. I was put
in the
game
for
an injured
player.
A
couple
of plays
later
I hurt
my shoulder
tackling
their
big
fullback
and
took
myself
out
of the
game. Father Bray
made
me kneel
next
to him
and
he raised
his
voice
and
told
me
”Don’t
you
ever
tell
me when
you
are
hurt.
I
know
when
you’re
hurt.
Get
back
in there.” Lesson learned:
To have
tolerance
for
physical
pain.
Father
Bray
was
a very
demanding
coach. He expected
your
loyalty. He demanded
discipline
off
the
athletic
field
as well
as on
it.
Good
attitude,
concentration,
and
physical
conditioning
were
a must. Our practices
were
rigorous
but
nobody
complained.
We
all
encouraged
one
another
to hang
tough.
Father
Bray
always
emphasized
One
Team.
His
philosophy
was
that
everybody
was
important
on the
team:
no stars,
no showing
off,
no celebrating,
and
nobody
calling
attention
to themselves. Father Bray
was
also
a stickler
on the
proper
wearing
of your
uniform.
Our
shoes
had
to be
cleaned
and
shined,
shirts
tucked
in,
and
caps
worn
properly,
both
on and
off
the
field.
Father
Bray
made
Seabiscuit,
the
race
horse,
an example
to Iolani
football
players. The small
horse
with
the
big
heart
became
the
Raiders’
reminder
that
the
underdog
deserves
respect.
I
can
see
now
why
Father
Bray
had
so much
admiration
for
Seabiscuit.
A
quote
in one
of the
books
written
about
Seabiscuit
read,
“It
is not
so much
what
he has
done
in life
that
counts,
the
victories,
the
glorious
defeats,
the
fabulous
money
earned.
It
is,
in the
final
analysis,
the
kindly,
courageous,
honest
manner
in which
he had
lived.
Thus
will
the
fine
flame
of his
soul
burn
in the
tunnel
of time
forever.” In 1940
an award
was
given
to Seabiscuit with the inscription
“In
recognition
of noteworthy
courage
and
triumph.
The
main
issue
in life
is not
the
victory
but
the
fight;
the
essential
thing
is not
to have
won
but
to have
fought
well.”
What
I learned
from
Father
Bray’s
teaching
of the
One
Team
spirit
has
greatly
influenced
my life.
He
taught
me to
shoulder
a deserved
blame,
admit
a mistake,
control my temper, to be
humble
in victory
and
gracious
in defeat.
One
Team
is not
about
me,
but
we. |