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Gordon Jon. The Hard Hat
DEDICATION
FOREWORD
AUTHOR'S NOTE
PART ONE. THE HARD HAT
CHAPTER 1. UNFORGETTABLE
CHAPTER 2. WE KNOW WHO OUR PEOPLE ARE
CHAPTER 3. THE HARD HAT
PART TWO. GEORGENARRATED BY COACH JEFF TAMBRONI
CHAPTER 4. MARIO ST. GEORGE BOIARDI
CHAPTER 5. WELL DONE IS BETTER THAN WELL SAID
CHAPTER 6. CHOSEN
CHAPTER 7. SELFLESS LEADERSHIP
CHAPTER 8. A DIFFERENCE MAKER
CHAPTER 9. THE HEART OF A LEADER
CHAPTER 10. A MOTHER'S TOUCH
CHAPTER 11. A DEFINING MOMENT
CHAPTER 12. THE SPIRIT OF A TEAM
PART THREE. HOW TO BE A GREAT TEAMMATE
CHAPTER 13. GEORGE'S HOUSE
CHAPTER 14. LEARNING FROM GEORGE
CHAPTER 15. 21 WAYS TO BE A GREAT TEAMMATE
1. Sweat More
2. Remember WD > WS
3. Choose to Be Humble and Hungry
4. Pursue Excellence
5. Share Positive Contagious Energy
6. Don't Complain
7. Do It for Your Team, Not for Applause
8. Show You Are Committed
9. Never Take a Play Off
10. Hold Yourself and Your Team Accountable
11. Treat Everyone with Respect and Expect Everyone to Do the Same
12. Give All and Take Nothing
13. Communicate
14. Connect
15. Become a “Come with Me” Teammate
16. Practice Selfless Compassion
17. Show You Care
18. Be a Loyal Friend
19. Love Your Team
20. Sacrifice
21. Leave the Place Better than You Found It
CHAPTER 16. 21: A WAY OF LIFE. NARRATED BY ROB PANNELL
PART FOUR. LEGACY
CHAPTER 17. GREAT TEAMMATES IMPACT YOU FOREVER
CHAPTER 18. LIVE AND LEAD LIKE GEORGE
CHAPTER 19. WHAT WOULD GEORGE DO?
CHAPTER 20. A HALL OF FAME LEGACY
CHAPTER 21. 21 EXERCISES TO BUILD A GREAT TEAM
AFTERWORD: THE BIG RED. BY THE BOIARDI FAMILY
George
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I remember hearing the news. The captain of Cornell's lacrosse team had died, on the field of play, after getting hit in the chest with a ball. How terrible, how cruel, how utterly tragic. What else could you think? As a Cornell graduate, with a connection to the lacrosse program, perhaps I felt all those things more acutely than most people who came across the news in their newspaper or on the Internet. In a way, the death was more real to me because I had grown up around Cornell lacrosse, I knew Cornell lacrosse players, and I understood how tight knit that community had always been.
Just two years earlier, in my role as a reporter at ESPN, I had written a tribute to the life of another Cornell lacrosse captain who had died too young, but not nearly as young as George Boiardi. Eamon McEneaney, one of the sport's great figures, had died on September 11, 2001, at the World Trade Center, where he worked in finance. When attending his funeral in New Canaan, Connecticut, I witnessed an outpouring of emotion that stays with me even now. Richie Moran, Cornell's longtime head coach, a man I had known all my life, eulogized McEneaney. Totally overcome, he barely made it through his tribute. I have never seen a grown man or woman so unhinged by grief. He was sobbing, and his pain was so pure that everyone in the church could feel it. It was beautiful and awful – an unforgettable coda to a week unlike any other in New York. It was also indicative of the way in which Cornell lacrosse is a family. The current team was there, McEneaney's old teammates were there, and the network of friends and acquaintances he had made through lacrosse were all there.
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Every winter since then, a dinner is held in New York – the 21 Dinner, in recognition of his uniform number – and hundreds of George's friends, from home and from Cornell, would attend. There was nothing extraordinary about the gesture. Naturally, people close to George would want to celebrate his life and find a way to remember him. But the dinners – organized primarily by George's Cornell classmate and friend, Jesse Rothstein – would turn out to be anything but ordinary. Even as they embarked on their careers and started their busy post-college lives, George's friends would come together every winter – it seemed always to fall on the coldest night of the year – to remember George. I have been a part of other efforts to memorialize fallen friends; often, attendance and interest are strong in the first few years after the friend has died, then they decline, memories fade, and people move on. That wasn't the case with George. With each passing year, it seemed the determination to keep his spirit alive only strengthened among those he had left behind.
I came to look forward to the event – to seeing George's parents and sisters, his friends and teammates, the honorees from the world of education, to which George had pledged himself as a Teach for America volunteer. At one of the dinners, representatives of the Native American reservation on which George was going to teach were in attendance. They came to pay their respects to the young man who had grown up in a world of privilege but had decided to live among them in very different circumstances for at least a couple of years.
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