There was the time before a game when Riley told his players they didn’t want to win badly enough, then abruptly dunked his head into a bucket full of ice-cold water seconds later. As the players looked on with concern for two or three minutes, wondering how long their coach could possibly hold his breath for, assistant coach Dick Harter finally pulled out a soaking Riley, who gasped for air before composing himself. “Now that’s how bad you should want to win—as badly as I needed that breath!” Riley said, his adrenaline still spiking.
