Brooklyn, NY – The Jewish Kid From Being Homeless To NBA Referee

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    Referee Marat Kogut #68 holds the ball during a break in the game between the Detroit Pistons and the Milwaukee Bucks on October 31, 2009 at the Bradley Center in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. The Bucks won 96-85.(Photo by Gary Dineen/NBAE via Getty ImagesBrooklyn, NY – It was a few minutes into the game on Halloween night and a player for the hometown Milwaukee Bucks was trying to inbound the ball to a teammate.

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    When he took too long, the ref blew his whistle, signaling a five-second violation — and the crowd howled its disapproval at the offending referee.

    But for Marat Kogut, a newly minted official who had just called the first infraction of his NBA career, the chorus of boos was music to his ears — the culmination of a 14-year dream filled with cold hotel rooms and a doubting Jewish mother.

    The journey has included a razzing by NBA stars.

    “They smell the rookie,” he said.

    It all started during the NBA lockout in 1995, when Brooklyn-born NBA ref Dick Bavetta used the time off to visit a high school sports-officiating class that Kogut, then 16, was taking at FDR High School in Bensonhurst.

    “He blew my mind away,” Kogut, 30, recalled.

    After the class, Bavetta met privately with Kogut and encouraged him to pursue a career as a basketball official.

    “He took down my name and address, and a few days later, he mailed me an authentic ref jersey,” Kogut said.

    Afraid of ruining it, Kogut never took the jersey out of his home in the Kensington section of Brooklyn.

    “I wore that thing like an undershirt — whenever I went to bed,” he said. “Whenever I was watching NBA games I’d put on the jersey and would mimic the ref movements.”

    His mother, Laura, was not amused.

    “She’s like the typical Jewish mother,” Kogut said. “She was a realist. When you have a dream you sometimes forget reality.”

    His parents immigrated to Brooklyn from Ukraine in 1979 when Marat was just 2 months old. The Koguts sought to escape poverty and anti-Semitism.

    The entire family slept on an Ocean Parkway bench after they were forced to leave a Queens homeless shelter. His dad, Leon, quickly found work as a barber and eventually saved enough to open his own shop, a popular Kensington spot above the Newkirk station of the Q train.

    But the odds were stacked against Kogut.

    In high school, he spent his free time volunteering as a ref at a local recreation league. At 6-foot-2, he knew he wasn’t tall or talented enough to make the pros as a player.

    At first, he showed little skill with the whistle.

    “I was clueless,” he said. “But it seemed fun.”

    To improve, he took a local officiating class after school. That helped him prepare for a nationwide certification exam.

    At 16, Kogut became the youngest person certified by the local International Association of Approved Basketball Officials.

    He soon was honing his skills in youth leagues, where the pay wasn’t bad.

    It wasn’t just about the money, though.

    “It was really my passion to be on the floor,” he said. “It was tough for me in the beginning because I looked so young.”

    Some of the games actually got violent.

    “They would throw chairs and people would threaten him,” Leon Kogut said.

    Marat attended St. John’s, where he served as student manager when the Red Storm advanced to the Sweet 16 of the NCAA Tournament in 1999.

    “I had this whole vision,” Kogut said. “I wanted to be inches away from the Big East refs.”

    He graduated in 2003 with a degree in computer science and found work as a life insurance salesman. He was miserable.

    That June, Kogut got his big break. After a four-day training camp in Tennessee, he got hired to officiate several Division I games. The next summer, during a pro-am tournament in Los Angeles, he caught the attention of Ronnie Nunn, director of NBA officials.

    Nunn invited him to a NBA referee training camp — and offered him a job working Developmental League games.

    Kogut spent the next four years refereeing D-League games in the winter and handling WNBA games during his offseason. He earned about $67,000 his final year. The schedule was grueling.

    “I missed birthday parties and engagement parties while sitting in a cold hotel room 2,000 miles away, but it was all for a dream,” Kogut said.

    He was in his Mill Basin apartment when the promotion call came on Oct. 23.

    “When those words finally sank in I couldn’t believe it,” he said.

    The first person he told was his dad.

    “He actually cried,” he said. “My dad is my No. 1 fan.”

    Leon watches every game and constantly offers advice.

    “I told him to stop tugging his pants,” Leon said.

    Kogut gets paid $91,000 a year and receives a $300 per-game food and hotel allowance. But there are plenty of challenges. He is on the road about 20 nights a month and his work is closely scrutinized — a supervisor at each game grades every call.

    “It’s not all glamour being on the court with the best players,” he said. “We eat and travel alone. It’s tough maintaining relationships and it’s tough missing family events.”

    At home, he enjoys cheering on the Yankees, playing golf and doing magic for friends and family. At the start of the season, a crowd of supporters drove to Philadelphia to watch him ref the 76ers versus the Utah Jazz.

    After the game, Utah forward Andrei Kirilenko greeted them while Kogut changed out of his uniform.

    “We all took pictures with him,” Leon remembered. “He told us how excited he was for Marat.”

    But the fun ended as soon as Marat got back on the court.

    “He told us that he can’t socialize with the players, so we left,” Leon said.


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    joey
    joey
    14 years ago

    Wow what a moiridika kidush shem shomayim! tears are streaming down my face i mamash cant get over it. In shomayim i can only imagine the huge simcha thats no doubt going on!

    Anonymous
    Anonymous
    14 years ago

    Good for him! He had a dream and he followed through with it.

    artie
    artie
    14 years ago

    I know Marat’s father really well – he is the best barber around – been cutting my hair for over 10 years. Leon is very proud of his son, and I love hearing all of the stories. The power of a dream(and hashem’s help) is truly amazing!

    Anonymous
    Anonymous
    14 years ago

    Yiddishe nachas!
    91k at the end of his dream?

    bar yochui
    bar yochui
    14 years ago

    Is he a shomer shabbos?

    Chaim
    Chaim
    14 years ago

    is he Shomer Shabbos, does he eat only Kosher food? if you at vosizneias want to highlight him and laud him you should only do so if he keeps Torah and mitzvos in this profession.

    Anonymous
    Anonymous
    14 years ago

    To #1 : your comment portrays a hatred towards another person. He is jewish and you should treat him as a brother (even if he isn’t frum or chassidish). And to the comment 91K? Its an honest living and its something he enjoys.

    Anonymous
    Anonymous
    14 years ago

    Realistically speaking, for someone who likely, nebach, had no jewish education and therefore knows nothing of the beauty of our faith, perking up with “is he Shomer Shabbos?” seems to be quite the wrong approach.

    What anyone can take from this story is: biderech sheAdam rotze leileich molichin oso, and that Hashem loves all His children, regardless of where they may be holding; if you’re so worried about his shmiras Shabbos then why don’t you try to get in touch with him to learn some aleph beis and chumash/rashi with him?

    Also, the lesson that one should pursue one’s dreams (within reason – note he had a computer science degree even while “dreaming”) is a good one to be reminded of if you haven’t yet been blessed with the success you need or are unhappy with your work.

    Hillel
    Hillel
    14 years ago

    A more important point: Leon’s (who has cut my hair and my sons’ for years ) barber shop is at Newkirk Plaza, which is in Flatbush, not Kensington.

    Anyway, Mazel Tov to Marat. Let’s not judge; let’s celebrate an awesome accomplishment by a fellow Jew.