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The Rise and Fall of Marvin
Barnes,
Rebel
By Mike Carey
PROLOGUE
When Providence College officials announced that Marvin Barnes’ No.
24 basketball jersey was going to be retired on March 7, 2008, the 1974 All-
American power forward told them he had the perfect person to handle the
introduction speech at the banquet ceremony. Marvin wanted Allan Baker, his
old teammate and roommate, to do the honors because the two of them
shared a hell of a lot more than just great memories of their four years as
Friars. Baker, who passed away after battling cancer in 2010, was a
and a member of PC’s Board of Trustees, Baker, at age 52, was fired from
both positions in 2004 when he became hooked on cocaine and was caught
been a wealthy corporate honcho known for being a church-going family man
and a community leader. By night, he had been “Big Al with the Mercedes” or
“Uncle Al,” code names given to him by his street dealer. Baker had thought
he was too smart, too mentally strong to let the white powder become the
focus of his life. It took a lot of tears, pain, and humiliation before he realized
The media had a field day after Baker was indicted by a federal grand
jury. On TV, his secret life and all his legal problems were the top stories on
the 11 o’clock news. “Ex-PC Cager Faces Trial on Drug Charges” was the
huge headline in the Providence Journal. “Another Side of a Go-To Guy” was
Even though Baker had been drug-free for more than three years, PC
officials were hardly thrilled that Barnes had decided to have him speak at
the school event. In fact, Marvin’s college coach, Hall of Famer Dave Gavitt,
did his best to talk him out of it. “It’s your decision, but I think you’re making
a bad choice,” Gavitt told Marvin. “The alumni are going to say, ‘That’s just
great. PC’s got one addict introducing another addict.’ As far as I‘m
concerned, it’s a bad move.” But Barnes wouldn’t budge. He demanded that
Baker deliver the speech because Allan, more than anyone, was qualified to
So when Baker walked across the stage to the podium, no one in the
audience was quite sure what to expect. Most believed he would play it safe,
about the Friars’ ‘73 Final Four season before calling up Marvin to the
a poem which dealt with winning and losing in life. The final three verses
read as follows:
So anxious to restore himself, to catch up and to win,
His mind went faster than his legs; he slipped and fell again.
He wished that he had quit before with only one disgrace,
“I’m hopeless as a runner now, I shouldn’t try to race.
But through the laughing crowd he searched and found his father’s face
With a steady look that said again, “Get up and win that race!”
another Friar great, Ernie DiGregorio, and said, “Damn, that’s me. I’m that
little kid. And I’m still running the race, baby.” Allan had made his point---
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about life’s journey: it’s never too late to make the right choices, no matter
how many wrong ones you’ve made in the past. The bottom line is you’re
only a loser when you quit on yourself, when you consciously make the
In an interview, Barnes talked about his drug habit. “Up front, I’m
telling you I was an addict for nearly 30 years. I know from experience that
once you get hooked, you fight demons until the day you die,” he said. “It’s
like you can hear them calling out your name, trying to get your attention so
they can sucker you into their trap and destroy you, body and soul. Like (Hall
of Fame center) Bill Walton told me, “With your disease, you can never say, ‘I
won the war.’ You just have to be strong, ready to stand up and fight a new
Because of drug use, Marvin spent six and a half years of his life locked
than two years. He was starving, broke, and suicidal at times. By his own
account, Barnes was a pathetic lost soul who lived in shelters, abandoned
know this much: Every time you begin to lose hope, that’s when those
demons come at you full blast,” he says. “It’s like they sense you’re ripe for
the taking. Take it from an expert: you have to use every bit of your
willpower to fight off all the negative forces until they give up and vanish
It’s been 26 years since Barnes first checked himself into a rehab
facility, trying to conquer his dependency on cocaine. But, time and time
again, he slipped, allowing the demons to defeat him. Today, though, Marvin
is straight and sober, hoping to make a positive impact on society. “I know I
can help people who are desperate, lonely, and completely lost because I’ve
walked in their shoes,” he says. “No doubt there’re people who are going to
they have every right to say whatever the hell they want. I’m out to prove
Chapter One
The Alcoholics Anonymous meeting at the Salvation Army building in
participants began to break off into small informal groups to discuss their
were dressed in business attire, but most wore ill-fitting, tattered work
clothes, along with worn-out sneakers or scuffed and dirty work boots.
financial status, they all shared one thing: the daily struggle to conquer their
addictions. Sitting in a wooden folding chair, a lone black man in his fifties
kept his head down. He was deep in thought, taking stock of his life.
Following a few minutes of meditation, the bald giant of a man with gray
whiskers randomly sprouting from his face put his hands on top of the chair
in front of him and pushed off, barely in able to stand up on his gimpy knees.
After adjusting his frayed Red Sox cap, the weary-looking man limped
who had introduced himself only as “Marvin” during the meeting. Then, after
pointing and waving his arms frantically. “It’s Marvin ‘Bad News’ Barnes, the
Everyone in the room paused to take a long look at the solitary figure
with the paunchy belly as he filled his Dunkin’ Donuts coffee cup. When the
man made eye contact with the group of curious onlookers, he smiled out of
embarrassment and waved his right hand for a second or two. Then he
quietly slipped out the back door which led to a parking lot littered with
Walking down the street with his friend, Big Mike, Barnes grinned and
then said, “Well, so much for the Anonymous part of AA. I knew I’d
eventually be recognized, but I didn’t expect some guy I’d never met to be
trippin’. I was waiting for him to go get a camera so someone could take a
picture of him standing next to me. You can be damn sure that’ll happen at
the next meeting. I bet the guy will have his autograph book, too. But, hey,
once dubbed, played his last competitive basketball game. His descent into
drug addiction, his involvement in drug trafficking, the hard time he served
in prison, and the lonely, desperate months-turned-into- years he had spent
attempting to survive alone on the streets had kept Barnes’ name in the
By his own admission, the 6-9 ex-athlete should have been dead years
ago, having abused his body his entire adult life. Twenty-two times he had
entered rehab, attempting to get clean and sober; twenty-one times he had
failed.
career at PC where he led the Friars to a Final Four appearance in the NCAA
Tournament and broke every school rebounding record, marks which still
stand today. He could play all three frontcourt positions, run faster than most
guards, effortlessly score 30 or more points against players known for their
defensive skills, outrebound All-League centers, and block shots with flawless