Looking back on a life filled with basketball games and good times – Greensboro News & Record

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Everything was a competition. He put together some of the best softball teams in the county, helped organize weekly football games in Hanes Park and at the School of the Arts, where they came up with the nickname Fighting Pickles.

We played tennis and disc golf and darts, and we went skiing and tubing and destroyed sleds on Pilot View. On every Christmas Day, we walked onto Forsyth Country Club and played 18 holes, and nobody ever stopped us.

Wadsley did all of this with a smile on his face. He smiled all the time, unless he was losing at something. He was a terrible loser. When he was winning, he was insufferable, constantly whistling. He was a terrible whistler.

And he was the most stubborn human being Ive ever known. He smoked, drank Dr Pepper like it was going out of style and ate Reeses cups like they were one of the major food groups.

Later in life, after a series of strokes, he still smoked, drank Dr Pepper and ate Reeses cups.

There were some bad days in the end. But Ill only remember the good days before it, the 35 years we coached together, the poker nights and the fishing trips and the fantasy football trophy he designed by taking one of our old tournament trophies - just a second-place trophy he said - mounting a football to it and awarding it to the winner every year.

The one year I won it, he was so upset that he didnt want to give me the trophy. So of course, once I took it home, I sent him a picture of it every day until the following season.

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