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Miller Bugliari Memory Book - Page 18
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This one comes from the 1996-97 soccer team. I was only a sophomore, but this is probably one of Pingry's great all time teams. Undefeated, (2nd year in a row), #1 state, state, county, conference champs, #7 in country, our star player was the player of the year in the state--it was an all around incredible sports team. Sometime early in the fall we played a home game against a conference team that was not particularly good. We handled the team relatively easily, winning in the end by a score something like 6-0. As a sophomore, I was a decent player and a frequent contributor to the team, but never a starter and really just outside the regular rotation of the 15 or so guys who played most of the games. On this particular day, I was getting a good amount of playing time. Sometime during the first half of the game I went up in the air with a guy from the other team, we banged heads, and he came down hurt. My head was stinging but I was ok. He had to leave the field and did not return the rest of the game. One of the great traditions of the Pingry Soccer is our divot walk. We took very good care of our world cup class soccer field and at the end of every game we would, as a full team of 25 or more guys, walk in single file line across the entire field replacing all of our divots. This day was no different. Except that as we started our walk, the mother of the young man who got hurt in the game came onto the sideline and asked us if we could look for her son's tooth. The reason he had left the game was because I had knocked it out. Coach Bugliari instructed us all, to our amusement, to keep our eyes pealed for this tooth. We all thought this was absolutely hysterical and went about replacing our divots and walking the field. After some time, we all began joking about this exercise, even laughing and making fun of each other. Coach Bugliari, unbeknownst to us had had enough of our jovial behavior, and screamed "Stop Yapping and look for the tooth!" To this day, ever member of that team remembers him screaming that exact line at us, and inspiring us to ever louder levels of laughter. We did find he tooth before too long, and it is one of the funniest moments we can remember happening with Coach on the soccer field. Nicholas Sarro-Waite ‘99
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Parker Murray My relationship with Coach Bugliari began my senior year when I returned to Pingry soccer. I had played for the JV team my freshmen year. The following year I decided to play club hockey in the fall and had to drop soccer. During the fall of my junior year, I pondered over the possibility of returning to the soccer team, as I realized that I missed the sport. While watching a game, I began talking to a fan at the game, which I presumed was a mother of one of the players. I relayed my situation and said that I was interested in getting back into it. She encouraged me to talk to Miller immediately. It was around that time that she revealed herself to be his wife (I’m sorry, I have forgotten her name.) My first impression on Miller is that he is a very approachable man. While playing for him, he would invite me into his office to speak to him at least once a week. At first this seemed very strange to me, but over time they became a pleasure. I think the best part was looking around at his walls of fame while I waited for him to get off the phone. I enjoy his animated personality and I have great respect for his dedication to teaching and coaching. I look forward to seeing him at the alumni hockey games each year and I am always impressed that he remembers who I am. I would like to congratulate Coach Bugliari for the honor he will receive at the NSCAA Awards Banquet and I wish him luck for his future in teaching and coaching. Sincerely, Parker Murray ‘00 | ||
Although you and I are strangers still, Miller and I are not! I am in receipt of your Email as it has been forwarded to me by one of my three sons (all of who played for Miller) and because I have been a CLOSE friend and colleague of his during my 42 years as a member of the Pingry faculty and still - we both started on the Hillside campus one year apart. I am proud to point out that Miller and Elizabeth had their first date at our home, but reluctant to begin to recite anywhere near the vast list of my memories of events and instances of Miller's uniqueness as a teacher, colleague, coach and friend. But let me start with the term MILLERISM which covers a vast number of phrases and statements made by him comparable to those of Yogi Berra - probably one of the most representative is when he called out to one of his JV basketball players to "move your two feets!" Hanging from the top of a castle wall in historic Spain while traveling with another Pingry colleague to hide from him is representative of his characteristics of bravery, playfulness, and (maybe) insanity - this is mostly BE (Before Elizabeth)! As a teammate on a summer league basketball team (with several other "Pingry Characters", alums, teachers and then- current students) playing outdoors in Short Hills (in the firehouse park across from the HM's house) and as an opponent in hundreds of after-practice games against Pingry students, we shared much. Known as "Mr. Bio", tales of his classroom antics and catastrophes (such as when the snake got loose in the lab) might also be cited, but as you will very soon learn (if you are not yet aware) he is a source of a coffee table volume more than merely a "Booklet" which will barely hardly scratch HIS surface. I'll stop - for both our sakes. Sincerely, Dave Allan (the Elder)
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