Since learning of Coach Glacken's passing on Wednesday night, my mind has been filled with thoughts about the man and my Georgetown football experience.
Scotty Glacken was one of a kind. He was an enigma. He was, simply put, a unique individual. In 36 years of a seemingly ever more complicated life, I have forgotten many things from the past. However, I remember an awful lot about Scotty Glacken. How can I forget? Coach Glacken had more nicknames than anyone I know including "Elvis", "Globey" and of course, "Scooter". Most were conjured up by Jim "Wedge" Sullivan or Dean Lowry.
I remember the way he kicked his feet up in the front seat of the bus and laughed hysterically as we watched "Blazing Saddles" on the way to St. John's in 1990. The next day, we were down 16-0, but came from behind to win that game. I also remember the way he ripped our offensive line - all the way from the sideline - against Catholic the year before. He got so fired up one time at Matt Zebrowski for changing the plays in the huddle that he almost (errantly) sent Joe Pecoraro (a linebacker) in for Matt at quarterback. Whether you liked Coach Glacken or not, he undoubtedly influenced you in some way and you will always remember him.
Coaching is my profession and every one of my coaches from high school and college, including Scotty, has influenced me in some way. I have to laugh inside when I hear myself complimenting a player by saying "tremendous" in a Southern twang. Our players always wear proper shoes and socks when we travel and they show up to the pre-game breakfast on time. Bill Kenney and I learned that the hard way as freshmen. When I toured Duke's football facility earlier this year, I could not help but look for pictures of this former quarterback on the walls of the Yoh Center.
The bottom line is that I would not have been able to attend one of the world's greatest institutions and continue to play the game I love if it were not for Scotty Glacken. Most of us, including my high school teammates Chris Murphy and Mark DeLillo, were in the same boat. I would not have met my wife. I would not have learned the ropes from guys like Golden, Zebrowski, Muller, Schwartz and Hussey. I would not have lined up with Kenney and Desisto to my right and Kelleher and Riley to my left in 1991. I would not have scheduled the best classes thanks to advice from Rose and Sotihros. I would not vacation on the Jersey Shore in the summer with Tim MacAneney.
I will always appreciate the opportunity Scotty Glacken gave me.
Pete Lembo '92
Head Football Coach