At that time, the Huskies were one of the better prep programs in the Mid-Atlantic, routinely placing two or three of their starters onto division one basketball teams. Watching Flint Hill practice day after day, we all quickly became enamored with one player in particular – the team’s starting point-guard. He seemed to be two or three steps quicker than everyone, shot the ball with unlimited range and blew by every defender that dared try to guard him closely. We didn’t know it then, but the focal point of Wake Forest’s basketball emergence was staring us in the face. His name was Randolph Childress and he was the best basketball player we’d ever seen up close.