continued Ed LaCourse, Newcomb Central School baseball coach
Oddly enough, one of my great memories of Tim was when I was a player for Newcomb in 1978. We had just won the Section semi-finals and Tim, who was a spectator, walked over to me and shook my hand and said, “Good game.”
Second to me, LOL, Tim is quite possibly the most knowledgeable coach concerning baseball I have met. His only fault is his fruitless love for the hapless Cardinals.
I consider Tim a great friend and worthy opponent. I have one situation etched in my mind. The section VII finals in 2003, we were ahead 4-2 with two outs in the last inning, and Johnsburg scored three runs to win. Tim was jumping up and down. From that point on, I stomp him every chance I get.
I have a tremendous respect for Tim. I wish him the absolute best, and he has no excuse for not playing golf with me. May God bless him in his retirement!
John Clark, Indian Lake Central School history teacher
I grew up with Tim in Old Forge. Our families are close — his dad was the principal and my dad taught under him. I played on the first team Tim coached, a Little League team he managed as he worked his way through college.
Our traveling team was good, and Tim was worried we'd get cocky. So after every win, he'd have us stand on the third base line, clap together, then run sprint after sprint until we were exhausted. This has never been done in the 150 years of baseball. The other team would stick around just to laugh at us. Tim thought the running would humble us and build character, but I'm living proof it did neither.
Brian Wells, Indian Lake supervisor, former ball player