When word got out Sunday that Flip Saunders was dead, I dug through a dresser drawer, pulled my gold wedding band out of a box buried under some socks, and smiled.
I am still married -- happily, as far as I know -- and have been for going on 23 years. I love my wife; it's the ring I'm not fond of. That's why it's in a box instead of on my finger. The ring represents a lesson Flip taught me as much as it does the bond I share with my wife. I'll explain in a moment.