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<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Even though this was Lawrence Frank's first job in the sports industry, his buddies still should have known better.
He was 12, and had decided to start a three-on-three tackle football league at Clarence Park in Teaneck. The sign-up fee was $80 -- no chump change for a sixth-grader -- but Frank made sure it was a first-rate operation.
He spray-painted lines on the field, even did end zones. He scheduled games on a computer. He cut a deal with a local sporting goods store for discounts on custom-made uniforms, complete with names and numbers. He promised a trophy presentation.
"I was commissioner, coach and quarterback," Frank said proudly.
Then he joked: "I think my uniform still fits."
It was only afterward, when Frank's team had gone undefeated and the trophy had disappeared, that his buddies recognized two things they missed.
One they realized quickly: "He'd always set himself up with the best team and won, and then he'd chalk it up to his coaching ability," said Andrew Sher, one of the old Teaneck gang.
The second took a little while: "It wasn't until a couple years later when we finally did the math and realized he made a couple hundred dollars off that league," Larry Sher said. "But that was him. There wasn't a scam or an angle out there where he couldn't make a buck."</div>
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He was 12, and had decided to start a three-on-three tackle football league at Clarence Park in Teaneck. The sign-up fee was $80 -- no chump change for a sixth-grader -- but Frank made sure it was a first-rate operation.
He spray-painted lines on the field, even did end zones. He scheduled games on a computer. He cut a deal with a local sporting goods store for discounts on custom-made uniforms, complete with names and numbers. He promised a trophy presentation.
"I was commissioner, coach and quarterback," Frank said proudly.
Then he joked: "I think my uniform still fits."
It was only afterward, when Frank's team had gone undefeated and the trophy had disappeared, that his buddies recognized two things they missed.
One they realized quickly: "He'd always set himself up with the best team and won, and then he'd chalk it up to his coaching ability," said Andrew Sher, one of the old Teaneck gang.
The second took a little while: "It wasn't until a couple years later when we finally did the math and realized he made a couple hundred dollars off that league," Larry Sher said. "But that was him. There wasn't a scam or an angle out there where he couldn't make a buck."</div>
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