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Oklahoma State plane crash anniversary: How Kurt Budke's 'win the next five minutes' approach sustains his widow

SHELLEY BUDKE — The plane crash that killed her husband and three others left a hole in her life that she fills the way Kurt Budke rallied his teams when they faced great obstacles. “Win the next five minutes.”
by Jenni Carlson Published: November 17, 2012

“They were grouping up to come get me to tell me,” Shelley said.

The plane had crashed.

Kurt was gone.

Around 7 a.m., after making the hardest phone calls of her life to Kurt's family and to her family, Shelley was drained.

“You'd better go get in the shower,” Julie told her, “because people are going to start coming.”

“What?” Shelley asked.

“People are going to come to your house, so you'd better be ready.

* * *

For the next week, Shelley was never alone at the house. Someone, be it family or friend, was always there.

There were times that Shelley would go back to the bedroom and hide out.

“It wasn't really my house at some points,” she said.

But ...

“This community wrapped us up in their arms. It was amazing.”

She struggled to accept all of the kindness and generosity. She was flattered. She was honored. But she was worried that she would never be able to reciprocate.

“How am I going to thank all of these people for this?” she fretted.

Even now, she wishes that she could write a letter that would adequately express her gratitude. But she knows that the best thanks is to keep putting one foot in front of the other, to keep showing that she can make it.

That's also the best way to honor Kurt.

“He was not a guy that would get knocked down,” she said. “He didn't pout. It was God, Kurt and my kids that I wanted to shine through in this.

“I wanted to make him proud.”

On those days after the crash when she didn't want to get out of bed, she would pretend that she was playing basketball again and that the clock was winding down.


“OK, you gotta get out bed.”


“Gotta get up when you get to one.”


She had to beat the buzzer.

Then, she would think back to Kurt coaching that first team in Kansas City.

“Take a five-minute segment, Shelley,” she could hear him saying. “You can do this.”

Then, he pushed it out a bit more.

“OK, now you can do one hour. One hour at a time. Don't look into next week. Just one hour.”

Then, a bit more.

“OK, half a day.”

Then, more.

“OK, a day.”

Early on, when people would say, “We need to get together for lunch next week,” Shelley would tell them that they'd have to call her next week. She had to first get through that week, that day, that hour.

She had to get through that next five-minute segment.

“I definitely heard Kurt's voice,” she said, “kind of coaching me along.”

* * *

Shelley Budke went to every Cowgirl game at Gallagher-Iba Arena last season.

She was drawn to them.

“Those first couple games ... I knew Kurt was there,” she said. “I just had to be there. That's where I felt close.

“But as the season went on, it got tough.”

It wasn't the empty seats on the bench. It wasn't the banner memorializing the crash victims that hangs from the rafters. It wasn't the sometimes tearful hugs that she got from the players after every game.

It was the countdown.

Much like the game she played on those days she didn't want to get out of bed, Shelley knew the buzzer was going to go off.

“It got really hard as the season went on because I knew that was coming to an end for me,” she said.

She paused, tears rolling down her cheeks and emotions catching in her throat.

“When you've done something that long and you know it's never going to be the same ... it was just hard. It got really hard at the end.”

The Cowgirls prolonged it as much as they could. They made a six-game run through the Women's NIT that culminated with a championship on a crisp Saturday last March.

Shelley was there, of course, and as the players and coaches were climbing the ladder and cutting down the net, Shelley found out they wanted her to be the last one wielding the scissors.

The net she cut down that afternoon is now among her most prized possessions.

This season, though, she isn't planning to go to any Cowgirl games.

“For several reasons,” she said. “It's hard. It's a reminder. It's kind of like pouring salt in the wound right now.

“But also, it's Jim's team now,” she said of Littell, who was named head coach. “I don't want to pull anything away from him and his staff.”

And yet, she's still so close to some of the players. They supported each other after the crash. They texted. They called. They cared.

How can she not go watch them play?

All of it is a work in progress, really.

“I feel like I'm finally being able to feel again,” Shelley said.

She sat at the family's kitchen table where morning sunlight streamed through a nearby window.

In the kitchen, on a cabinet near the crosses and the pictures of the kids and Miranda, hangs one of those photo calendars; all of the pictures are of Kurt. The one for November is a shot of him outside. The sun is hitting his face in such a way that it looks like he's glowing orange.

“You're just numb for so long,” Shelley said. “The healing process has started, and I think it will continue. It will never go away.”

“But I believe it's gonna be doable.”

Win the next five minutes.

She's already won so much more.

Jenni Carlson: Jenni can be reached at (405) 475-4125. Like her at, follow her at or view her personality page at

by Jenni Carlson
Jenni Carlson, a sports columnist at The Oklahoman since 1999, came by her love of sports honestly. She grew up in a sports-loving family in Kansas. Her dad coached baseball and did color commentary on the radio for the high school football...
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