Lou Carnesecca, Hall of Fame coach who led St. John's for 24 seasons, has died at 99

NEW YORK (AP) Lou Carnesecca, the excitable St.

Johns coach whose outlandish sweaters became an emblem of his teams dazzling Final Four run in 1985, has died at 99, just a few weeks shy of what would have been his 100th birthday.

The university said it was notified by a family member that Carnesecca died in a hospital on Saturday surrounded by his family.

St.

John's said Carnesecca endeared himself to generations of New Yorkers with his wit and warmth.

Carnesecca was a treasured figure in New York sports in his day, affection for Looie never wavering in a city with little patience for its players, coaches, executives and owners.

He coached St.

Johns for 24 seasons over two stretches -- making a postseason tournament each year -- and became the face of a university whose campus arena in Queens would eventually carry his name.

A statue of him was unveiled before the 2021-22 season.

When asked once in a question-and-answer sit-down with the school to describe St.

Johns, Carnesecca said: home.

It was home where he coached St.

Johns to 18 20-win seasons and 18 NCAA Tournament appearances.

It was home where he finished with a 526-300 record and had 30-win seasons in 1985 and 1986.

And it was home where St.

Johns became part of the foundation of the Big East Conference.

He was the coach of the year three times in a league that began in 1979 and quickly asserted itself as one of the nations best.

Among his players during those early Big East years were Chris Mullin, Mark Jackson and Walter Berry.

Carnesecca coached St.

Johns to the NIT title in 1989, although by then the tournament had long been a poor cousin to the NCAAs.

He entered the Basketball Hall of Fame in 1992, the year he retired.

I never scored a basket, he said at his induction, forgoing a sweater for a crisp suit.

The players did everything.

Without players, you cant have a game.

He was an old-school coach, grounded in fundamentals.

And through it all, Carnesecca was a swirling, kinetic presence on the sidelines, arms flailing, legs kicking, shirt tails flying, all 5-foot-6 of him curled in exasperation over a missed shot or agonizing call.

But his antics never crossed the line into chair-throwing fury.

Carnesecca was simply consumed by his players, a love for a game in his marrow, a lifetime spent in schoolyards, beat-up gyms and big-time arenas.

He loved the smell of the sweat and the feel of rubber burning when sneakers met a varnished floor.

He remained the consummate gentleman in a sport populated by outsized egos, fierce recruiting wars and a relentless pursuit of the next contract.

Mike Tranghese, a former Big East commissioner, once called him our soul and our conscience and one of the giants of the game.

Carnesecca never took himself too famously.

He always believed a rough loss should never get in the way of a glass of Chianti and fettuccini with a Bolognese sauce.

He held clinics all over the world, making friends, offering toasts wherever he went.

He was there with a kind word as well as a wisecrack in his breathy, raspy voice.

His family tree may have gone back to Tuscany, but he could hold his own with the best of Borscht Belt comics.

I dont know if theres anybody else in coaching like him, longtime UConn coach Jim Calhoun once told the Hartford Courant.

Even if people hate the Big East nobody hates Looie.

If you like basketball, you like Looie.

If you like kids, you like Looie.

Luigi P.

Carnesecca was born on Jan.

5, 1925, the son of Italian immigrants.

He grew up in Manhattan, in East Harlem, living above the grocery store and deli owned by his father.

He took his heritage seriously, rooting for such New York Yankees as Tony Lazzeri and Joe DiMaggio.

After a stretch in the Coast Guard during World War II, he became the coach at his high school -- now the basketball power Archbishop Malloy.

In 1958, he took an assistants job at St.

Johns, his alma mater, where he had played baseball but not varsity basketball.

He worked for eight seasons under Joe Lapchick, the lessons about humility and hard work from the legendary coach lasting a lifetime.

Carnesecca would later pass along to Mullin some advice he got from Lapchick: A peacock today, a feather duster tomorrow.

I learned more when coach Lapchick cleared his throat than I could have at any clinic, Carnesecca said.

He succeeded Lapchick in 1965, the 20-win seasons piling up quickly.

But after five years, Carnesecca was not immune to the siren song of the pros.

He coached the New York Nets of the American Basketball Association for three years, Rick Barry among his players.

Years later, during a 1982-83 season in which his St.

Johns team would finish 28-5, Carnesecca reflected on the pressure of college coaching and his time in the ABA.

I lost 50 games coaching professionally -- that was pressure, he said.

I didnt feel like getting out of bed.

My mother could coach this team.

His stay in the pros didnt last long.

Carnesecca knew that was not his natural habitat.

He said he could give the same halftime speech only so many times.

He returned to St.

Johns in 1973.

Winning seasons followed in quick succession even though his city was no longer the recruiting magnet of generations past.

Top high school players migrated to campuses with gleaming arenas and didnt need the commercial pull of New York to burnish their brand.

When asked why he didnt expand his base in his search for players and venture beyond his citys five boroughs, Carnesecca knew he had plenty of talent in his neighborhood.

He took a subway token -- now a relic from bygone generations -- out of his pocket.

Thats my recruiting budget, he said.

By the 1984-85 season, Carnesecca and St.

Johns captivated New York, a throwback to a time when schools like City College and NYU mattered not only in New York but across college basketball.

The Redmen -- their nickname years later changed to the Red Storm -- played tough, pulsating games at a packed Madison Square Garden against Syracuse teams coached by Jim Boeheim, Villanova teams coached by Rollie Massimino and Georgetown teams coached by John Thompson and led by Patrick Ewing.

It was then the saga of The Sweater took hold.

Over the years, Carnesecca would recount his baffling entry into the world of fashion time and again like an embellished family tale.

Essentially, St.

Johns was getting ready for a road trip to Pittsburgh in January and Carnesecca was under the weather.

The building would be drafty, and his wife thought it would be good if he wore a sweater.

He found one that had been given to him by an Italian basketball coach.

It was a brown pullover with broad turquoise stripes.

It never made it into the pages of GQ.

It is ugly, isnt it? Carnesecca said.

No matter.

Mullin hit a winning shot at the buzzer, and the coach had his lucky charm.

He stuck with the sweater.

Along the way, St.

Johns ended Georgetowns 29-game winning streak and soared to a No.

1 ranking.

But there were also two lopsided losses to Georgetown during the 16-2 run with the sweater.

He put it away, his luck exhausted with the pullover.

He then went with a tan, snowflake number for the NCAA Tournament.

St.

Johns defeated Southern, Arkansas and Kentucky before a victory over North Carolina State in the West Regional final sent Carnesecca to the Final Four.

When Im going to my grave, he said, this Ill remember.

St.

Johns headed to Lexington, Kentucky, along with two Big East compatriots -- Georgetown and Villanova -- and Memphis.

St.

Johns stuck with Georgetown in the semifinals, down 32-28 at the half.

But the Hoyas pulled away to win 77-59, holding Mullin to eight points.

I think we tried everything, Carnesecca said of Georgetown, which would go on to lose to Villanova in one the sports great finals.

After he retired, Carnesecca was succeeded by a parade of coaches at St.

Johns, Mullin among them.

Even into his 90s, some three decades out of coaching, Carnesecca would make his way to the Garden when the Red Storm were there.

His gait may have been tentative but his mind and wit nimble, the crowd roaring when the jumbo screen panned in on him.

The coach was at home.

Its going to be very difficult to put the ball down, but the time has come, he said at his retirement when he was 67.

There are two reasons, really.

I still have half of my marbles and I still have a wonderful taste in my mouth about basketball.

The school said Carnesecca leaves behind his wife of 73 years, Mary, as well daughter Enes and son-in-law Gerard, as well as a granddaughter, a niece and nephew in addition to extended family.

Fred Lief, a retired Associated Press sports writer, was the principal writer of this obituary.

Former AP Sports Writer Paul Montella contributed to this report.

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