from Tom Waits
LP from 1982
. So there will be no lyrics
here. But there will be a writeup
. "Dave the Butcher" was an epithet
on some basketball
courts in New York City
. Dave DeBusschere was a forward
for the champion
New York Knicks in the early 70s
, an artless
player known for his tough defense
- some would say he got away with murder
, hacking, bumping, shoving. (Of course, such behavior
is par for the course
in the modern-day NBA
So out on the NYC playground courts, if you were a little too DeBusschere-like in your playing, you risked being called "Dave the Butcher".
DeBusschere was a multi-sport athlete, having been a pitcher in Major League Baseball (for the Chicago White Sox) before choosing basketball full-time in the mid 1960s - a trade with the Detroit Pistons brought him to New York; he became the last component in the rebuilding of the Knicks.
He quickly became an executive after his playing career, first for the ABA's New York Nets. He was as undistinguished as a suit as he was as an athlete. He punched the clock, did his job, did it well, but that's about it.