Former NBA Player Dead at 63

Jim Rowinski, who starred at Purdue University before playing in the NBA, has died. He was 63.

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Rowinski was drafted by the Utah Jazz in the fourth round in 1984, but played in other pro leagues until 1988. He spent a total of two seasons with Detroit Pistons, Philadelphia 76ers and Miami Heat, averaging 2.5 points and 1.5 rebounds.

Rowinski was a walk-on at Purdue, before eventually becoming Big Ten Player of the Year. No cause of death has been provided.

“Saddened to hear of the passing of Jim Rowinski. Row was one of the greatest success stories in Purdue history, going from walk-on to 1984 Big Ten Player of the Year before having an extended career overseas,” read a statement from the Purdue basketball program.

Per the Journal & Courier:

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