First Session with the Belfast Blazers
As we anticipated what awaited us a few minutes up the road at Orangefield High School, I think the lads from St. Joe’s shared in my mixed up and ever shifting feeling of nervous excitement with a bit of apprehension thrown in as well. The guys rapid fired some questions, talked about previous football matches they had played out here in Orangefield, asked about what their future teammates were like, as basketball players and as people. We had all been building towards this day when we would integrate the two schools since September, when we would play in the same gym and work on the same drills, when we would tangibly form this team. Despite knowing this benchmark day was scheduled and on its way, now that it actually sat in front of us, imminently poised just a few moments away, I think the whole situation became a lot more real to us, or at least to me. The foundation had been laid. Now we could really get to work.
Patrick Wright, the extraordinarily helpful and engaged PE teacher at Orangefield, had the guys limbered up and ready to play as the St. Joe’s component of the team somewhat hesitantly followed me into the basketball hall. The St. Joe’s guys left their bags and coats on the sideline benches and I blew the whistle to bring the team together.
When I deliberated on how to kick-off this first training session, I received some great advice from Mike and TJ. We talked about how the essential building-block of our program is the game of basketball itself. Through the game and the formation of a team, the guys will unavoidably come to know each other, come to trust each other, and become friends with one another at a very genuine, honest, and real level. Basketball forces you to rely and support your teammates on the court and off of it in order to ultimately achieve anything worthwhile. The intimacy of the game cannot help but translate the relationships you build within it into your life outside it. With this in mind, as the guys stood their in front of me awaiting directions, I decided to get right into it. Let’s not waste any time. Let’s play some basketball.
We mixed the guys together in three lines, started them running up and down in a three-man weave followed by a 2 v. 1 fast break on the way back. All the lads were a bit quiet and overly-polite at first, but the flow and energy that basketball necessitates of its participants overcame their initial hesitancy as the training session moved forward. Aggressive cuts to the basket were followed by timely passes and shared smiles. Jamie, one of the Orangefield guards on the team, took a liking to a behind-the-back pass that Jarius, one of the St. Joe’s point guards, threw to finish a fast-break. Next time out, Jamie executed the pass perfectly himself.
Later, we broke them into two teams, had them run through team lay-up and shooting contests, and finally got them into a controlled match as the session’s end neared. The timidity of their first few minutes together was gone, and they contested the match confidently and aggressively but without malice. It was really great to watch.
As our time ran out, we brought the guys together in the center circle of the court once again. I did my best to make a bit of an idiot of myself and get all the guys laughing, which I must say I had some success in (it comes natural). We led them through a slow but accelerating clap, and then brought all their hands in, one on top of the other. Having agreed as a team to keep the name of previous years’ St. Joe’s-Orangefield collaborations, the Belfast Blazers, on the count of three the gym echoed with a booming shout of “BLAZERS!”
The session went really well, and I can’t wait to get the Blazers back in the gym together.
Until next time, take care everyone.
- Colin
Patrick Wright, the extraordinarily helpful and engaged PE teacher at Orangefield, had the guys limbered up and ready to play as the St. Joe’s component of the team somewhat hesitantly followed me into the basketball hall. The St. Joe’s guys left their bags and coats on the sideline benches and I blew the whistle to bring the team together.
When I deliberated on how to kick-off this first training session, I received some great advice from Mike and TJ. We talked about how the essential building-block of our program is the game of basketball itself. Through the game and the formation of a team, the guys will unavoidably come to know each other, come to trust each other, and become friends with one another at a very genuine, honest, and real level. Basketball forces you to rely and support your teammates on the court and off of it in order to ultimately achieve anything worthwhile. The intimacy of the game cannot help but translate the relationships you build within it into your life outside it. With this in mind, as the guys stood their in front of me awaiting directions, I decided to get right into it. Let’s not waste any time. Let’s play some basketball.
We mixed the guys together in three lines, started them running up and down in a three-man weave followed by a 2 v. 1 fast break on the way back. All the lads were a bit quiet and overly-polite at first, but the flow and energy that basketball necessitates of its participants overcame their initial hesitancy as the training session moved forward. Aggressive cuts to the basket were followed by timely passes and shared smiles. Jamie, one of the Orangefield guards on the team, took a liking to a behind-the-back pass that Jarius, one of the St. Joe’s point guards, threw to finish a fast-break. Next time out, Jamie executed the pass perfectly himself.
Later, we broke them into two teams, had them run through team lay-up and shooting contests, and finally got them into a controlled match as the session’s end neared. The timidity of their first few minutes together was gone, and they contested the match confidently and aggressively but without malice. It was really great to watch.
As our time ran out, we brought the guys together in the center circle of the court once again. I did my best to make a bit of an idiot of myself and get all the guys laughing, which I must say I had some success in (it comes natural). We led them through a slow but accelerating clap, and then brought all their hands in, one on top of the other. Having agreed as a team to keep the name of previous years’ St. Joe’s-Orangefield collaborations, the Belfast Blazers, on the count of three the gym echoed with a booming shout of “BLAZERS!”
The session went really well, and I can’t wait to get the Blazers back in the gym together.
Until next time, take care everyone.
- Colin




