In the last couple years of his life, Hank Goldberg occasionally would call when hooked up to a dialysis machine. He didn’t want anything other than someone to pass some time and gloat with over his latest bet.
“I took 13-seed Chattanooga and three-and-a-half points against the fourth seed, Illinois,’’ he said the last time I talked with him in March during the NCAA Tournament. “Chattanooga lost by a point — so I won.”
By then, his kidney disease had a choke hold on his life, his body no longer obeying, his left leg below the knee amputated in October. His fight was almost done, he knew.
