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Summary: A celebration of the human spirit from the Bluegrass state
Review: A well told story about the resilience of the human spirit. The author passionately narrates a Kentucky styled version of David and Goliath. It is an inspiring and entertaining read about the magnificient efforts of a high school team from the tiny town of Cuba, Kentucky. The book would appeal to any basketball fan who is a native of the Bluegrass state. However, the book is much more than a story about a small town basketball team. It is a story that reminded me of everything my parents described about growing up in Western Kentucky during the 40's and 50's. Perhaps the best part of the book is the author's observations on the influence the community had on the players and their coach. The writer provides a compelling narrative about the challenges faced by the families who struggled to earn a living as sharecroppers. The reader gets to share in the glory of the team's commitment to an enormous task and the accomplishment of that goal. It is an enjoyable story about a visionary coach and a group of boys who dared to dream and strive for the unfathomable. I thoroughly enjoyed the contents of the book, and I would rate that portion of the book a five star. I appreciated the research on the Jackson Purchase region of the state, and how the demographics of that area impacted the characters of the story. The author does a nice job of piecing together research with oral history, and she writes with a compassion for the central figures of the book. However I thought the narrative style of the book was a bit awkward at times, and that is why I give the book a four star rating.
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Summary: "Cuba" is for those who love basketball and rural America
Review: As a radio newsman for the past 35 years I have had many interesting interview guests... including the legendary Adolph Rupp. No interview has been more interesting than the one I conducted in the summer of '99 with Marianne Walker and Howie Crittenden about the Cuba Cubs of 1951-52. Cuba defeated my hometown school (Corbin) in the '52 tournament, so I have no reason to feel warmly about that Graves county school. But I do. And it's because of the wonderful way Marianne made their story come alive. It's much more than a David and Goliath story. It's a story about shared dreams, hard work, and rural pride in dreams realized. If you're sick of high-salaried, big business basketball, return to the days of sport for sports sake....WHEN CUBA CONQURED KENTUCKY.
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Summary: "Cuba" is for those who love basketball and rural America
Review: As a radio newsman for the past 35 years I have had many interesting interview guests... including the legendary Adolph Rupp. No interview has been more interesting than the one I conducted in the summer of '99 with Marianne Walker and Howie Crittenden about the Cuba Cubs of 1951-52. Cuba defeated my hometown school (Corbin) in the '52 tournament, so I have no reason to feel warmly about that Graves county school. But I do. And it's because of the wonderful way Marianne made their story come alive. It's much more than a David and Goliath story. It's a story about shared dreams, hard work, and rural pride in dreams realized. If you're sick of high-salaried, big business basketball, return to the days of sport for sports sake....WHEN CUBA CONQURED KENTUCKY.
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Summary: When Cuba Conquered Kentucky is a fine American adventure!
Review: Basketball was a passion in Kentucky & every highschool, no matter its size, organized a team to play game after game, traveling miles in all sorts of vehicles & weather. In Cuba, Kentucky, an isolated rural town around which three rivers poured & flooded, a group of rambunctious 8th grade boys became inspired by Coach Jack Story's dream of winning the 1952 state basketball championship & the American Dream. To a lesser degree yet with as much passion, the girls in the school fought & conspired to form a cheer leading troupe. In their long skirts & neck high Peter Pan blouses, they added their energy to the fever pitch. Marianne Walker has told their stories with enthusiasm including insights from a time before over-the-counter medicines; when most everyone raised their own food; many were share-croppers & there were no funded school programs; school bussing & television. In a time when radio was king, not everyone had telephones & sports writers were the revered messengers of the marathon games for which just about every person would turn out. Fascinating read! Do check out my full review.
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Summary: When Cuba Conquered Kentucky is a fine American adventure!
Review: Basketball was a passion in Kentucky & every highschool, no matter its size, organized a team to play game after game, traveling miles in all sorts of vehicles & weather. In Cuba, Kentucky, an isolated rural town around which three rivers poured & flooded, a group of rambunctious 8th grade boys became inspired by Coach Jack Story's dream of winning the 1952 state basketball championship & the American Dream. To a lesser degree yet with as much passion, the girls in the school fought & conspired to form a cheer leading troupe. In their long skirts & neck high Peter Pan blouses, they added their energy to the fever pitch. Marianne Walker has told their stories with enthusiasm including insights from a time before over-the-counter medicines; when most everyone raised their own food; many were share-croppers & there were no funded school programs; school bussing & television. In a time when radio was king, not everyone had telephones & sports writers were the revered messengers of the marathon games for which just about every person would turn out. Fascinating read! Do check out my full review.
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Summary: The best book I have every read; and I have read many.
Review: Having a small town up-bringing, this book brought back so many pleasant memories. Most everyone raised in a small town or on a farm can identify with the Cuba basketball team.
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Summary: A moving story of an underdog team and community pride.
Review: I can't imagine anyone reading this book and not absolutely loving it ... and I dislike the sport of basketball with a passion! Author Marianne Walker has done a fabulous job of capturing not only the poverty and isolation of rural Kentucky in the 1930s-1950s, but also the sense of family and community that made that poverty more bearable. She has managed to make exciting and "real-time" a series of championship games of which the reader already knows--from the book's title--the outcome. You will find yourself humming "Sweet Georgia Brown" (the Cuba Cubs' theme song) and sitting on the edge of your reading perch during her recounting of the playoffs!From the opening sentences, readers will be caught up in the lives of "Doodle" and Howie and Joe Buddy and all the rest of the Cubs from the tiny community of Cuba, Kentucky, as they overcome obstacle after obstacle to make their shared dream of winning the state high school basketball championship come true. You will laugh out loud at some of the boys' high jinks, and get misty eyed at some of the cruelties life--and one sportswriter in particular--throws at them. You also will swell with pride at the outpouring of support and appreciation shown the team by the residents and businessmen of Western Kentucky.Walker captures perfectly the boys' far-from-easy childhoods, their lasting friendships with each other, and their wide-eyed wonder as they venture into the "big city" for the championship games. As high school seniors, several of them still lived in houses without electricity and indoor plumbing; they practiced outdoors and in the old gymnasium at little Cuba School. Suddenly, they were thrust into the spotlight, and, true to their humble roots, remained gentlemen all the way. (Many sports players of today certainly could learn a thing or two from their example!)"When Cuba Conquered Kentucky" is a finely drawn portrait of a simpler way of life when discipline (Coach Jack Story is not above paddling his boys when several of them play hooky) and pride and a sense of community provided young people with a firm foundation and an anchor from which they could begin their own lives ... while still having good, clean fun along the way.Unfortunately, that time is now "gone with the wind." But thanks to Walker, it can be recaptured and savored for a little while through a thoroughly enjoyable read.
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Summary: Good Effort by a Woman who Knew Nothing About Era Basketball
Review: The author, a junior college professoress, is a good writer, but her knowledge of basketball, and the absence of a proof reader, makes this otherwise neat book sometimes excruciating. The faux pas range from some gratuitious editorializing to innocent, perhaps, but nevertheless excruciating misobservations, e.g., e., she thinks that a basketball backboard, sometimes bankboard, or the area of the net, basket, or goal, is properly described as "goalposts." Her efforts to be adjectivially writerish are sometimes downright absurd, i.e., Doodle Floyd's shooting "lighting" up the scoreboard with "windmill" hookshots from all parts of the floor. Nonsense, he may have shot them from all around what used to be shaped as a key, but not all over the floor, for crying out loud ! Sheeeeeeeeeeeeesh -- betcha none of them were from behind the ten second line! In numerous little ways the authoress gnashes a minimally knowledable person of era basketball. e.g., at the time the ball could be taken out rather than a freeshot taken when a foul was committed, at least in, I think it was the last two minutes of a game or half. In a game in which Cuba was behind, the author seems surprised that the opponents took the ball out of bounds rather than shoot free throws when fouled. Of course they did ! The reason they were fouled was to obtain a turnover. If the team fouled missed a free throw there was a chance for a turnover. A team ahead likely would be interested in freezing the ball. Of course, for crying out loud, they would take the ball out of bounds rather than shoot a free shot. Several times the authoress comments on players shooting a "jump shot". No, not likely. They may not have shoved it up two handed from the waist or chest, and they may have shot running one hand shots, or one hand set shots, maybe be from the waist, and maybe with a pumping motion, but if she thinks they were shooting "jump" shots in the form of modern jump shots, that notion is almost as erroneous as that of players posting themselves under the "goalposts". Describing the Cuba gym, she mentions a "box" office adjoining the coach's office. A what ? Was this an office for boxes ? It would hardly have been a press box one wouldn't think. And then there was a player who drove for lay up and missed although he "tossed" it up. And, a shot is a shot, not a throw, unless someone throws it instead of shooting it. I wonder if there are some films somewhere which show these boys of the mid-century as they were. playing as they did ? Or if the authoress has any idea of how the game looked then ? Aside from not knowing what game must have appeared like, the authoress has produced a neat book in which one can grasp the tenor of life as experienced by its participants. Yet, I hungered for more of the very genre of insights she provided, such as pictures, verbally and actual pictures, of the participants away from the court. I would like to have seen more of this, the front of Harper's, a picture of the ball court there, the community as it was. And I searched the pictures that were vainly trying to grasp the Cuba gym. And I wonder if they dressed in a dressing room with showers, or in a class room ? Did they have JV preliminary games ? Or junior high games ? They gym was suggested by the authoress to be under regulation dimensions. Personally, the smallest gym I ever seen (not saw) was a junior high gym at Flint in Morgan County Alabama, the ceiling was in play and was just a few feet higher than the top of the wooden backboard, the end boundaries were painted half on the court and half on the wall at one end and on the stage at the other, and at the stage end the out of bounds line actually went up the steps on one side. Basketball courts vary in width and length, but the foul line is always ten feet from the goal (not the "goalpost"). Courts vary in length and width. I don't think there was any such animal as an unoffical court. Nevertheless, the authoress has provided a good story and an absorbing read about a happy collection, a synchronicity of capable youths and a coach who both taught and allowed the ablity of these boys of the mid-century to flow out of them. A remarkable story.
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Summary: When Cuba Conquered Kentucky
Review: This is an excellent, easy to read, true heart warming story that is a real inspiration. It is a classic, a book that every parent, teacher, coach and team player will enjoy and learn from.
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