This Rebuilt USC Team Reflects All That Andy Enfield Has Learned

Lessons from late father help USC coach Andy Enfield guide Trojans to the Sweet 16

The Enfields were schoolteachers, and money was tight. So Bill dug the dirt from that hill with his own shovel. He laid the foundation himself with cement cinderblocks. He filled the spaces with concrete, framing a court that stretched maybe 16 feet to either corner and 20 feet to the top of the key, where the drop-off to the hillside below was almost four feet.

It wouldn’t take the Enfield kids long to learn the perils of diving for loose balls.

The construction took weeks, the hillside making matters more complicated. But when the concrete dried and the lines finally were painted, the court became a sanctuary. There was nothing like it in their small corner of Shippensburg, Pa. And it was on that patch of concrete that Andy Enfield learned the game.

The court played a formative role in a hoops education that would lead Enfield first to a stunning Cinderella run coaching Florida Gulf Coast, then to USC, where he’ll return to the Sweet 16 this Sunday for a game against Oregon.

The man who built that court with his bare hands first laid the foundation in his son, instilling the lessons that helped rebuild a foundering USC program into a contender in this year’s NCAA tournament.

As USC cruised past Kansas and into the third round for the first time since 2007, Enfield couldn’t help but think of his father. It’d been exactly six months since Bill Enfield died of cardiovascular issues, just weeks short of his 80th birthday. In such a joyous March moment, his absence felt especially profound.

“He meant a lot to me,” Enfield said. “He was just a terrific father. He was so supportive of whatever we were trying to do. He was always there, but he never pushed.”

For more than two decades, Bill Enfield coached Shippensburg’s ninth-grade boys basketball team, bringing his oldest son along wherever they went. A young Andy idolized his father’s teams and especially treasured the bus trips to away games, when he could sit among the players and feel the anticipation in the air.

Andy was in sixth grade when his dad built the backyard court, and nothing was the same after that. He woke up early on hot summer days and spent hours shooting and dribbling, playing as long as he could until the central Pennsylvania humidity inevitably became unbearable.

“I came to understand how hard you had to work to be great at something.” ANDY ENFIELD, ON THE IMPACT HIS FATHER HAD ON HIM.

“You could always find Andy on that court,” his childhood friend, Randy Taylor, said.

It was barely big enough for two-on-two, but the Enfield boys and their young sister made do. Often, Andy would drag his younger brother, Mark, out of bed on those early mornings, eager for someone to play against.

“He was very, very driven to be better,” Mark Enfield said with a laugh. Andy shot so many free throws that it came as little surprise to his brother that he set the NCAA record for career free-throw percentage (92.5%) during his playing days at Johns Hopkins. The record stood from 1991 to 2007.

That drive, Andy says, can be traced to his father. Bill never pushed his son to play the game, but as Andy grew older, he devoured every lesson his dad tried to impart to his teams.

“I came to understand how hard you had to work to be great at something,” Enfield said.

His father had a way of pulling every possible drop of greatness out of his players, even the ones who didn’t share the same passion as his son. Years later, as a college coach, it was what Enfield would come to admire most about his father’s methods.

Bill Enfield knew how to build his players up, but he also demanded respect. He preached fundamentals and extolled “playing the right way.” Everyone who made their way through Shippensburg’s junior high knew his booming voice. “When you heard that voice, he had your attention,” Taylor said. “It was distinctive.”

He was more reserved off the court, known for his dry wit and well-timed quips. To those who knew both, it’s not hard to see his son inherited the same sense for sarcasm.

It wasn’t the only thing Andy inherited. When Taylor first sat courtside at Florida Gulf Coast and watched Enfield roam the sideline, “I had a flashback,” he says. He thought of Mr. Enfield barking from the bench.

Bill Enfield retired from coaching at 57, after a handful of years as Shippensburg High’s varsity coach. But he never quite gave up the gig. As his son rose through the ranks — as an assistant with the Boston Celtics, then Florida State, then as coach at Florida Gulf Coast — Bill remained a regular sounding board.

That sound was rarely turned off when college basketball was on. His running commentary became a running joke among family and friends.

“He was always coaching,” Mark Enfield said. “I miss those days just sitting as a family, my dad, my brother.”

The pandemic kept them apart for most of their father’s final year, a devastating reality to which many other families could relate. The funeral in September was the first time much of the family was able to see each other.

Six months later, in Indianapolis, the Enfields gathered in the bleachers of Hinkle Fieldhouse, watching with delight as USC crushed Kansas.

It’d been an emotional season for them all, especially Andy’s mother, Barbara. Her son was in the midst of his best season as a coach, being chosen Pac-12 coach of the year, taking the Trojans to the Sweet 16. She knew his father would’ve loved every minute.

But now, the family was together again, watching basketball like always. “It felt almost normal,” Mark says. Even as Bill’s absence weighed on everyone’s mind.

His father was on Andy’s mind too. That morning, before the game, Barbara texted her son a photo. In it, Bill is drawing plays on his whiteboard, and Andy is looking at 3-by-5 notecards of drills and plays, the ones Bill kept long after his coaching career ended. Some of those concepts, Andy still teaches today.

With the photo came a message from his mom: “Your dad would’ve loved this team,” she wrote.

Those words were on his mind as he sat at the podium Sunday and dedicated USC’s win, arguably his most impressive in eight seasons, to his father.

These Trojans were a testament to his father’s lessons, after all. They played tough defense. They shared the ball. They were greater together than the sum of their parts. Most of all, the team had been built piece by piece, from the foundation up, in a place so few trusted it could be.

For Bill Enfield, it was a fitting tribute.

latimes.com

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rleeholder1
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rleeholder1 (@rleeholder1)
March 28, 2021 5:11 am

The LA Times article was a good read on Andy Enfield’s background and the role his Dad played in his life. Bill Enfield came from the same generation as my Dad who taught me about working hard and striving to be better. He also taught me to put in extra effort, above and beyond what was expected. It seems to me that Andy Enfield has put in extra effort to build this year’s SC Basketball Team into a Sweet 16 participant. Crushing Kansas and beating UCLA twice this year in PAC-12 play have been some of the highlights for me.… Read more »

Golden Trojan
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Golden Trojan (@golden-trojan)
March 27, 2021 6:21 pm
Reply to  Allen Wallace

Repeating my post from the previous post, The Beavers beat Loyola-Chicago by hitting all their free throws in the last 2-3 minutes. Put SC in their place, shooting 50%, and they lose a game like that. Gotta hope it’s not close at the end.

Clay
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Clay (@clay)
March 27, 2021 2:35 pm

GREAT article. Thanks!

LawyerJohn
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LawyerJohn (@lawyerjohn)
March 27, 2021 12:14 pm

Having your very own basketball court in your yard as a kid is also one of my fondest memories of “teenage-hood.” But I could never get the knack to knock down
free-throws.

Terrific Tommy
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Terrific Tommy (@terrific-tommy)
March 27, 2021 12:39 pm
Reply to  LawyerJohn

John, maybe Shaq is a distant relative and you were given some of his dna. 😎

LawyerJohn
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LawyerJohn (@lawyerjohn)
March 27, 2021 1:11 pm
Reply to  Terrific Tommy

I betcha that’s it. Thanks T&T!

Terrific Tommy
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Terrific Tommy (@terrific-tommy)
March 27, 2021 1:36 pm
Reply to  LawyerJohn

LOL