Mattingly: Moss was inspirational in face of tragedy

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David Moss persevered despite the tragic card that was dealt him during his brief yet inspirational career with the Vols.

There are stories about sports that go far beyond the agate type of wins and losses and the individual and team statistics. If you look closely enough, there are "people" stories replete with memories giving insight into the young people who play the games we worry and fret over nearly every day.

In 1973-74, Tennessee's basketball recruiting class included Ernie Grunfeld of Forest Hills, N.Y., Nashville's Mike Jackson, and a youngster from Ringgold, Ga., named David Moss. You instinctively recognize the contributions Grunfeld and Jackson made, but Moss provided one of the most inspiring stories in the history of the Tennessee basketball program.

David came to the Knoxville at age 16 as a leaper supreme, possessed with a 40-inch vertical leap. Chattanooga sportswriter Sam Woolwine once called him the "David Thompson of Georgia."

"He could jump higher as a freshman than anybody 6-4 and above many bigger," former Knoxville News Sentinel sportswriter Marvin West wrote, "but he wasn't a great shooter. I could see he'd contribute, but I never thought he'd be a star."

Marvin probably thought a moment and then wrote: "No, that wasn't how David did it. He made it as a man."

He played on the junior varsity his freshman season, averaging 12 points and 11 rebounds, while also seeing limited varsity service. He had an impressive JV game against Auburn in which he pulled down 20 rebounds. His potential seemed unlimited.

Then, in March 1974, after Moss had complained of a dull ache in his right leg, the news came, doctors diagnosing the malady as the dreaded "C" word.

Cancer.

They amputated the leg shortly thereafter, but Moss didn't blink. He was able to finish his education and become an assistant on Ray Mears' staff. Not too many years later, they found a similar cancer in his lung.

He died Dec. 17, 1980, four months past his 24th birthday.

The mind's eye can still visualize David, leaning forward ever so slightly on his cane, standing at center court in an orange blazer and those checkerboard pants the Vols wore in those days, receiving the plaudits of a capacity crowd at Stokley Center on "Senior Night," March 7, 1977.

Even with Grunfeld and Jackson standing with him and the SEC title within reach, it was his night, a time Vol fans rose to pay him much-deserved tribute.

"David Moss walked out to mid-court at Stokely Center," West wrote, "stood in the spotlight and soaked up a thunderous ovation. Smokey stood with him, as if on holy ground. David Moss was that special."

For many in the audience, the tears arrived before anybody realized they were coming.

The David Moss story is a study of character and courage in the face of adversity. It's the story of a love that bound a family, of a tenacious desire to make the most out of life, even when circumstances floored him more than once. The passage of time hasn't diminished his impact on the Vols' basketball program.

Mears remembered how Moss coped with the apparent tragedy.

"It didn't seem to get him down that much," Ray recalled. "He seemed to hang on better than a lot of people would expect. Despite it all, he still had a lot of composure and showed a lot of strength. He could have quit and probably died a lot earlier, but he didn't."

The funeral was at the First Baptist Church, Nashville Street, in Ringgold. The place was overflowing. It was not unusual for David Moss to play hoops before a packed house. This was one last capacity crowd. Marvin wrote that, "'Amens' far outnumbered tears."

Mears told a story that still resonates with everyone who knew David.

David was going home to tell his parent about his health problems . . . and the forthcoming loss of his leg.

"He wanted to tell them himself," Mears said. "Mr. and Mrs. Moss got in the back seat of my car. David sat beside me."

Then David asked a very specific question.

"He wanted to know how to adjust his seat forward so his mother, behind him, would have more room. At a time like this, he wasn't concerned if his legs were cramped. He wanted his mother to be comfortable."

David Moss was the Tennessee winner of the "Spirit of the SEC" Alumni Award, honoring athletes who have persevered through adversity, presented at the 1989 SEC tournament.

Former Vol Chuck Threeths, who came to Tennessee from upstate New York, had a definitive memory.

"This man touched lives and changed a few, too. Me, I'd rather be a David Moss than a Dr. J."

Sports does not develop character, the saying goes. It reveals it.

No one remembers who said that, but nowhere is this statement truer than in the life of David Moss.

Tom Mattingly is the author of "The Tennessee Football Vault: The Story of the Tennessee Volunteers, 1891-2006" (2006), to be published in second edition in 2009, and "Tennessee Football: The Peyton Manning Years" (1998). He may be reached at >tjmshm@comcast.net. His News Sentinel blog is called "The Vol Historian."

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Comments » 21

gohawks1 writes:

Nice.

TommyJack writes:

Great story.

tractoronthepole writes:

Inspirational.

coach75 writes:

awesome story. hope our boys can play hard like he did tommorrow night.

bluetick writes:

Good story. Hope you don't have too many of those kind packed away for a rainy day. Sure takes special people to keep the right attitude after you realize what's coming. Too bad there are cures for cancer but our GOVT won't admit it.

volintexas writes:

David Moss embodied the Volunteer spirit.

BillVol writes:

Tom has done so much for us -- so many great articles and columns. But when the subject is our late David Moss, it's hard to top this. When times are tough, I wish we could all remember the great David Moss.

Timed_vol (Inactive) writes:

I gotta say; sports saved my lfie more than once. when I was a kid, things were pretty tough at the old homestead. yet, I was alwys a vol, and had my ear glued to the radio for every basketball and football game. Sports wasn't all of my life, but is had a very important place, and still does to this day.

I do indeed remember David Moss, and his tragedy with the leg. I DID NOT know he died not too long after, as I had moved away and couldn't follow as much (no internet then).

There is a certain value to sports that those who never play them or follow them will never understand. It goes beyond hero-worship, beyond being on a team, and IMHO is almsot a basic part of being a human. If you don't experience it in the right way, it leaves a huge void in you.

Who the heck knows, maybe it goes back to us hunting in packs and fighting as tribes. Well, look, I'm not going to ramble on, but I'm guessing in some ways maybe David Moss felt the same, in that his love for sports gave him a strong purpose, yet was always framed as being just a part of his life, albeit an important one.

MidTennVol writes:

What a terrific story -- I vaguely remember him from my youth but never had heard this story.

RIP, David. Always a Vol.

richvol writes:

I remember well the shock experienced when I learned that Moss was going to lose his leg. It just didn't seem possible that someone that young and gifted could be so ill with cancer. Mattingly is right about the grace that David exhibited throughout the ordeal...it was inspiring to everyone that calls themself a fan or just a human being.

This is the type of sportswriting that stands the test of time and captures the imagination of whoever reads it. There are so many sports stories that need to be told that reflect the best of what's in us. Sports bring to the surface man's courage,sacrifice and character in ways that other endeavors cannot.

Thanks,Tom,for reminding us why we love sports so much and keep up your terrific work.

pammyvol1000 writes:

WOW!! What a great story!!

johnlg00#206211 writes:

in response to Timed_vol:

I gotta say; sports saved my lfie more than once. when I was a kid, things were pretty tough at the old homestead. yet, I was alwys a vol, and had my ear glued to the radio for every basketball and football game. Sports wasn't all of my life, but is had a very important place, and still does to this day.

I do indeed remember David Moss, and his tragedy with the leg. I DID NOT know he died not too long after, as I had moved away and couldn't follow as much (no internet then).

There is a certain value to sports that those who never play them or follow them will never understand. It goes beyond hero-worship, beyond being on a team, and IMHO is almsot a basic part of being a human. If you don't experience it in the right way, it leaves a huge void in you.

Who the heck knows, maybe it goes back to us hunting in packs and fighting as tribes. Well, look, I'm not going to ramble on, but I'm guessing in some ways maybe David Moss felt the same, in that his love for sports gave him a strong purpose, yet was always framed as being just a part of his life, albeit an important one.

Good stuff, fella. I had almost the same experience. I knew what a great prospect he was when we signed him, I then heard that he had cancer and had lost his leg but was still involved with the program. I didn't hear until sometime later that he had died--having, like you, moved away in the meantime--and it was a real "Oh MAN!" moment for me. RIP, David; thanks for the memory of sharing your last days with us as a Vol!

RussellP writes:

David was very inspiring. He projected a tremendous sense of dignity and rarely showed outward emotion about the loss of his leg, the loss of his hoops career, and, ultimately, the impending loss of his life. If he mourned these losses, he did so privately, because the public face he showed around campus was always one of dignity and of positive hope. I think he realized very early how life-threatening his situation was, and I think he made the conscious decision to be remembered at UT for a positive spirit and a refuse-to-quit attitude, and then he demonstrated the personal discipline and conviction to be that way always. David's time with us serves as a reminder that sports are just games; what really counts is how we live our lives.

ckeller18 writes:

I was lucky enough to coach at Ringgold when David was a junior and senior. Although I coached football, I was involved with David in FCA. He was one of my favorite students (which is not common for someone you don't coach). I was at his funeral, and there must have been coaches from every rival high school there to pay their respects. He was a SPECIAL person. The gym at Ringgold is the David Moss Gymnasium. I along with just about everyone in Ringgold loved David which was unusual since Ringgold is about 95% white, but no one was more respected than David. Many times the great athletes are not loved because of their "better than you" attitude, but you never would have known David was a great athlete if you ran into him in the halls. Many peoples' lives were better for knowing him.

cltvol writes:

Had classes with Dave @ UT. He was a man among boys, all of us the same age were mostly knucklehead, college kids. His maturity, attitude, enthusiasm, commitment, and presence were uniquely 'high road'. I'm glad this article came out and reminded me of him.

Timed_vol (Inactive) writes:

in response to johnlg00#206211:

Good stuff, fella. I had almost the same experience. I knew what a great prospect he was when we signed him, I then heard that he had cancer and had lost his leg but was still involved with the program. I didn't hear until sometime later that he had died--having, like you, moved away in the meantime--and it was a real "Oh MAN!" moment for me. RIP, David; thanks for the memory of sharing your last days with us as a Vol!

john, I think a lot of us ahared those experiences way back when, we just didn't know it....every body was expected to have ward cleaver for a dad ('a little rough on the beaver last nihgt, ward!'), whereas nowadays people are pretty astute what family-life is really like.

not everything about back then was good, and not everything about today is bad...except, I really do miss the girls, going braless, something that really was outstanding about the 70's and early 80's....

OdessaVol writes:

in response to ckeller18:

I was lucky enough to coach at Ringgold when David was a junior and senior. Although I coached football, I was involved with David in FCA. He was one of my favorite students (which is not common for someone you don't coach). I was at his funeral, and there must have been coaches from every rival high school there to pay their respects. He was a SPECIAL person. The gym at Ringgold is the David Moss Gymnasium. I along with just about everyone in Ringgold loved David which was unusual since Ringgold is about 95% white, but no one was more respected than David. Many times the great athletes are not loved because of their "better than you" attitude, but you never would have known David was a great athlete if you ran into him in the halls. Many peoples' lives were better for knowing him.

ckeller,
I have a buddy in Tampa that is from Ringgold around that time. Mike Henderson went to Carson Newman to play basketball. Do you know Mike? Great guy, solid Christian.

ckeller18 writes:

in response to OdessaVol:

ckeller,
I have a buddy in Tampa that is from Ringgold around that time. Mike Henderson went to Carson Newman to play basketball. Do you know Mike? Great guy, solid Christian.

I do know Mike. Tell him Coach Kellerhals said hi. Great guy, and good athlete.

Voluvr writes:

What a classy guy and obviously some classy guys in here too.

OwensboroVol writes:

I know there is a God in heaven because a person like David Moss just doesn't happen along. His courage should be an inspiration to all and more importantly tell us that winning and losing are just not that important in the grand scheme of things.

slsmithsr#269458 writes:

David was a salesman after leaving school, and his territory included the company where I worked. He'd come by, I would sit down with him and we would talk about many things. Wonderful human being he was, and courageous.

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