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“It’s hard to make and maintain friendships on a coaching schedule, and as a result, it can be a very lonely profession. If anything, I’d like to see more reaching out among the coaches in the women’s game. It means a lot to get a phone call from a colleague remembering a birthday or commemorating a milestone. I try to reach out that way, even if it’s to say, “I know things look bad out there right now, but you’ve got a fan in me.”

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Standing Tall: A Memoir of Tragedy and Triumph

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C. Vivian Stringer
C. Vivian Stringer

C. Vivian Stringer is a distinguished basketball coach who has made significant contributions to the sport, particularly in women's basketball. With a coaching career spanning over four decades, she has been a pivotal figure in shaping the landscape of women's basketball. Stringer has led her teams to numerous national championships and has been honored with numerous awards for her coaching excellence. more

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