The Fix Was In The Whistle

In 2007, NBA ref Tim Donaghy pleaded guilty to betting on games he officiated. But it was never proved that he fixed them—until now. Our two-year investigation and intensive data analysis reveals how he did it, whom he did it with and the millions that flowed from the conspiracy.

- Scott Eden

ACT 1 A CONVENIENT HALF-TRUTH

James “Jimmy” “Bah-Bah” “The Sheep” Battista was a stressed-out, overweight, Oxy-addicted 41-year old, in the hole to some underground gamblers for sums he’d sort of lost track of, when he settled in to watch an NBA game for which he believed he’d just put in the fix. It was January 2007. A month or so back, not long before Christmas, he’d done something audacious: He’d sat down and cut a deal with an NBA referee. Now he feared the scheme had become too obvious.

“You wanna get paid?” Battista had said to the ref. “Then you gotta cover the f---ing spread.” The bribe was only two dimes, $2,000 per game—an outrageous bargain. If the pick won, the ref got his two dimes. If the pick missed, the ref owed nothing; Battista would eat the loss. A “free roll,” as they call it. But this referee didn’t lose much. His picks were winning at an 88 percent clip, totally unheard of in sports betting for any sustained period of time. They were now entering the sixth week of the scheme— what you might call a sustained period of time.

Battista had known the ref, Timmy Donaghy, for 25 years. They’d gone to the same parochial high school in the working-class Catholic ghettos of Delaware County, just outside Philadelphia—Delco, as it’s sometimes called—where the sports bars are abundant, where a certain easy familiarity with all forms of gambling prevails, where guys have bookies like they’ve got dentists.