My first memories of basketball of any kind include Wayman. Any time I think of him, I also think of my Grandma who died in 1996. She loved her Sooner Hoops. Her friends learned early on not to call during a game, because she wasn't going to answer. Wayman was always her favorite. I've posted this previously, but I think it is worth posting in this thread. When my Grandma died, all of her important papers and keepsakes were discovered in a small lock box in her closet. Included in this box along with the standard insurance papers, were valentines, birthday cards and letters from her 5 grandkids. We also learned that my Grandma secretly wished she had a 6th grandchild. You see, along with all of the mementos we had given her were newspaper clippings and photographs and an autograph from Wayman Tisdale.