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Forward | |
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Nickname(s) | Bells |
Born | Berwick, Pennsylvania, United States |
January 23, 1924
Died | July 1, 2009 | (aged 85)
Listed height | 6 ft 5 in (1.96 m) |
Listed weight | 210 lb (95 kg) |
Career information | |
College | Bloomsburg |
Pro career | 1948–1949 |
Career history | |
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Career statistics | |
Points | 83 |
Rebounds | ? |
Assists | 9 |
Stats at Basketball-Reference.com |
Joseph F. "Bells" Colone[1] (January 23, 1924 – July 1, 2009) was an American professional basketball player for the New York Knicks.[1][2][3]
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Colone attended Berwick High School in Berwick, Pennsylvania[1][3] and then played basketball collegiately at Bloomsburg State Teachers College (now named Bloomsburg University of Pennsylvania).[1][2][3]
He was not drafted into the NBA but still managed to make the Knicks' roster for the 1948–49 season. At 6 feet 5 inches tall and 210 pounds,[1] Joe played the forward position. He only played for one season in the NBA and appeared in 15 games while averaging 5.5 points.[2]
After his brief stint in the NBA, Colone migrated to Woodbury, New Jersey to teach.[3] He taught at Woodbury Junior-Senior High School from 1954–1986.[1] He was an assistant coach for the football and basketball teams there. Colone mentored rising basketball star Dave Budd, who later went on to play at Wake Forest University and then, coincidentally, the New York Knicks.[3] Budd is still the only Woodbury High School graduate to ever reach the NBA. Budd's career lasted five seasons and he was also responsible in sharing the duty of guarding Wilt Chamberlain during his 100–point game. Budd and Colone stayed friends throughout the rest of Colone's life.[3]
Joe "Bells" Colone died at age 83 on July 1, 2009 after many years of fighting various illnesses.[3] He had been married to his wife Genevieve for 57 years and had five children – four sons and one daughter.[3]
a thousand feet
underneath
hard concrete
rocks and dirt
you're on top
dig me up
with your keys
to locks in me
locks in me
unfold this scattered paper
and help me turn the page
this is just no ending
such an empty room
such a pretty bloom
it's not all that bad
it's just a mouthful
it just a
huge four-headed dragon
an untamed lion
a baby crying
next to you
a trailer crash
a nuclear blast
a mirror smashed
it's no big deal
it's no big deal
but I'm running in slow motion
with a ton in each of my shoes
and the gravity's increasing
such an empty room
such a pretty bloom
it's not all that bad
it's just a mouthful
just fucking deadly
it's just choking me baby
such an empty room
such a pretty bloom
it's not all that bad
it's just a mouthful