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Post by beavadelic on Jan 25, 2018 15:00:39 GMT -8
MP was reviewing the Civil War history, which last was a real rivalry in which both programs were competitive at the same time in the mid-70s, IMO.
Mike was stumping Bud Withers’ book about the Dick Harter era and the bitter intensity of the rivalry when he and Ralph were here. Ralph actually only had a 13-12 advantage head to head with the maniac, but shortly after Harter slithered our of town, the Beavs absolutely owned the ducks, at one point winning 15 in a row and 23 out of 25 in the series.
My hatred for uo really came from the hoops rivalry, specifically fueled by the idiotic, dirty style of play that Harter dodn’t just encourage..he demanded it. His “Kamikaze Kids” were brutal to play against. So physical and filthy. For every Greg Ballard (smooth and talented) or Ronnie Lee (Uber athletic and competitive) there seemed to 5 Stan Love’s. Mike Drummonds, John Murrays or Kelvin Smalls. Just greasy, obnoxious little twits.
The deal was sealed for me when Harter tripped our cheerleader running past him with the trophy in their hands after winning the annual series with them. It got worse when Murray punched Ricky Lee in the jewels all the way down the floor in a game in Portland, and Lee finally clocked him. In a big game in Eugene the next year I believe - with Steve Johnson injured and the Beavs facing a hurricane in Mac Court - Mike Clark (a tight end poorly disguised as a basketball player) literally tackled Lee under the basket on a free throw. This was just 3 rows in front of me. Clark’s teammates and some fans then jumped on Ricky and starting sucker-punching him.
I was going nuts - a blatant and pre-meditated attack. I thought about my obituary in the next day’s paper if I followed through on what I felt like doing in that moment, but lived to see another day because the Incredible Hulk (aka Dwayne Allen) came over to the fray with his huge biceps and popping neck veins, and a look that said that he was looking to do some severe harm to every green and yellow clad idiot in the house. It was hilarious, players and fans parted like the Red Sea when they saw him and order was restored.
After winning that game, I headed with my brother in law (we got each other in at the other guy’s place each season) back to his dorm and talking trash all the way across campus. We went to this guy’s room, and I recognized him as a kid named Davis, a freshman 7-footer for the ducks. He didn’t realize I was from OSU, and launched right into the story. He said that Murray had started a pot with $10 for anyone who would “bloody” Lee in the game. After teammates threw in their 5’s, Harter and his assistants threw in some cash and the pool was something like $75.
If I hadn’t heard a guy directly involved with their team, even I wouldn’t have believed that. From then on, zero regard for that jerk or his program, and decades later I can hardly stand anyone connected with athletics there. It’s not rational to penalize kids today for the behavior of people there 40 years ago, but it’s still in the back of my mind. When I think of duck hoops, I don’t immediately think of class kids like Ridnour, Jackson or Freddie Jones. Unfortunately, Harter and his clowns come to mind.
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Post by markwbeaver on Jan 25, 2018 15:11:59 GMT -8
This absolutely captures the spirit of the rivalry in the 70s.
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Post by Henry Skrimshander on Jan 25, 2018 16:36:06 GMT -8
Never has so much been made of an era that accomplished so little as Harter's Kamikazi Kids.
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Post by beaverdreams on Jan 25, 2018 18:29:36 GMT -8
MP was reviewing the Civil War history, which last was a real rivalry in which both programs were competitive at the same time in the mid-70s, IMO. Mike was stumping Bud Withers’ book about the Dick Harter era and the bitter intensity of the rivalry when he and Ralph were here. Ralph actually only had a 13-12 advantage head to head with the maniac, but shortly after Harter slithered our of town, the Beavs absolutely owned the ducks, at one point winning 15 in a row and 23 out of 25 in the series. My hatred for uo really came from the hoops rivalry, specifically fueled by the idiotic, dirty style of play that Harter dodn’t just encourage..he demanded it. His “Kamikaze Kids” were brutal to play against. So physical and filthy. For every Greg Ballard (smooth and talented) or Ronnie Lee (Uber athletic and competitive) there seemed to 5 Stan Love’s. Mike Drummonds, John Murrays or Kelvin Smalls. Just greasy, obnoxious little twits. The deal was sealed for me when Harter tripped our cheerleader running past him with the trophy in their hands after winning the annual series with them. It got worse when Murray punched Ricky Lee in the jewels all the way down the floor in a game in Portland, and Lee finally clocked him. In a big game in Eugene the next year I believe - with Steve Johnson injured and the Beavs facing a hurricane in Mac Court - Mike Clark (a tight end poorly disguised as a basketball player) literally tackled Lee under the basket on a free throw. This was just 3 rows in front of me. Clark’s teammates and some fans then jumped on Ricky and starting sucker-punching him. I was going nuts - a blatant and pre-meditated attack. I thought about my obituary in the next day’s paper if I followed through on what I felt like doing in that moment, but lived to see another day because the Incredible Hulk (aka Dwayne Allen) came over to the fray with his huge biceps and popping neck veins, and a look that said that he was looking to do some severe harm to every green and yellow clad idiot in the house. It was hilarious, players and fans parted like the Red Sea when they saw him and order was restored. After winning that game, I headed with my brother in law (we got each other in at the other guy’s place each season) back to his dorm and talking trash all the way across campus. We went to this guy’s room, and I recognized him as a kid named Davis, a freshman 7-footer for the ducks. He didn’t realize I was from OSU, and launched right into the story. He said that Murray had started a pot with $10 for anyone who would “bloody” Lee in the game. After teammates threw in their 5’s, Harter and his assistants threw in some cash and the pool was something like $75. If I hadn’t heard a guy directly involved with their team, even I wouldn’t have believed that. From then on, zero regard for that jerk or his program, and decades later I can hardly stand anyone connected with athletics there. It’s not rational to penalize kids today for the behavior of people there 40 years ago, but it’s still in the back of my mind. When I think of duck hoops, I don’t immediately think of class kids like Ridnour, Jackson or Freddie Jones. Unfortunately, Harter and his clowns come to mind. Thanks, Beavadelic....I love these kinds of historical, anecdotal posts....fascinating story about the rivalry before I came around (1990-1993), but also affirms what I've also thought about the dirty rotten bastards!  |
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Post by joeavocado on Jan 25, 2018 18:37:52 GMT -8
Mark Barwig = worst kamikaze kid. Very little talent and tried to make up for it with effort that was borderline assault.
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Post by mb on Jan 25, 2018 19:15:43 GMT -8
Mark Barwig = worst kamikaze kid. Very little talent and tried to make up for it with effort that was borderline assault. After I got out of the Navy I played some City League ball in Albany. Rick Craven was on my team with a bunch of farmers from Linn County. Rick played for Belko and Harter during the transition. I'm not sure if he was still with the team when Mark Barwig played, but he told a story of how, during one game, Barwig dove for the ball and went sliding under the opposing team's bench. While there, he bit one of the players on the ankle. Barbarians. He couldn't stand Harter. MB. |
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Post by dK on Jan 25, 2018 20:53:12 GMT -8
Doug Cowboy Little. I saw a civil war game sometimes in the early 70's that was hotly contested going down to the wire. Little committed his 5th foul and Harter had him skulk off in the shadows away from the bench and free throw line to try to keep him on the court. The refs finally discovered him and sent him packing.
I had a friend who was a procurer of "stuff" for a number of basketball players during the 70's. They told us about all kinds of dirty tricks Harter's players used against their opponents. One was "accidentally" flicking the player they were guarding in the groin region when they would go up for jump shots.
A very talented player from Corvallis went there to play for Harter and quit because of his coaching style.
I could go on but needless to say Harter was as big a scum bag as there was in basketball. I also learned to detest tsu because of his time there and the way their fans embraced him.
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Post by Werebeaver on Jan 25, 2018 21:12:13 GMT -8
MP was reviewing the Civil War history, which last was a real rivalry in which both programs were competitive at the same time in the mid-70s, IMO. Mike was stumping Bud Withers’ book about the Dick Harter era and the bitter intensity of the rivalry when he and Ralph were here. Ralph actually only had a 13-12 advantage head to head with the maniac, but shortly after Harter slithered our of town, the Beavs absolutely owned the ducks, at one point winning 15 in a row and 23 out of 25 in the series. My hatred for uo really came from the hoops rivalry, specifically fueled by the idiotic, dirty style of play that Harter dodn’t just encourage..he demanded it. His “Kamikaze Kids” were brutal to play against. So physical and filthy. For every Greg Ballard (smooth and talented) or Ronnie Lee (Uber athletic and competitive) there seemed to 5 Stan Love’s. Mike Drummonds, John Murrays or Kelvin Smalls. Just greasy, obnoxious little twits. The deal was sealed for me when Harter tripped our cheerleader running past him with the trophy in their hands after winning the annual series with them. It got worse when Murray punched Ricky Lee in the jewels all the way down the floor in a game in Portland, and Lee finally clocked him. In a big game in Eugene the next year I believe - with Steve Johnson injured and the Beavs facing a hurricane in Mac Court - Mike Clark (a tight end poorly disguised as a basketball player) literally tackled Lee under the basket on a free throw. This was just 3 rows in front of me. Clark’s teammates and some fans then jumped on Ricky and starting sucker-punching him. I was going nuts - a blatant and pre-meditated attack. I thought about my obituary in the next day’s paper if I followed through on what I felt like doing in that moment, but lived to see another day because the Incredible Hulk (aka Dwayne Allen) came over to the fray with his huge biceps and popping neck veins, and a look that said that he was looking to do some severe harm to every green and yellow clad idiot in the house. It was hilarious, players and fans parted like the Red Sea when they saw him and order was restored. After winning that game, I headed with my brother in law (we got each other in at the other guy’s place each season) back to his dorm and talking trash all the way across campus. We went to this guy’s room, and I recognized him as a kid named Davis, a freshman 7-footer for the ducks. He didn’t realize I was from OSU, and launched right into the story. He said that Murray had started a pot with $10 for anyone who would “bloody” Lee in the game. After teammates threw in their 5’s, Harter and his assistants threw in some cash and the pool was something like $75. If I hadn’t heard a guy directly involved with their team, even I wouldn’t have believed that. From then on, zero regard for that jerk or his program, and decades later I can hardly stand anyone connected with athletics there. It’s not rational to penalize kids today for the behavior of people there 40 years ago, but it’s still in the back of my mind. When I think of duck hoops, I don’t immediately think of class kids like Ridnour, Jackson or Freddie Jones. Unfortunately, Harter and his clowns come to mind. Small correction. Stan Love was a jerk but he never played for Harter. He played for Harter's predecessor, Steve Belko. The guy who was a complete no-talent hatchet man for Harter was guard Mark Barwig. |
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Post by nabeav on Jan 26, 2018 13:39:54 GMT -8
I'm a little jealous that I missed the intensity of those rivalries on account of not being born. In football, I can point to at least a half dozen iconic moments in the rivalry in the past 20 years (Simonton's OT winner, Joey 5-picks, James Rodgers fly sweep/stopping Stewart on 4th and 1, Siegert's blocked field goal, Swancutt's primal scream on the bench....), but I'll be damned if I can remember one concrete thing from a Civil War basketball game over the same time frame, despite them playing twice as many games against each other. Even women's basketball, I remember Mandy Close's game winner and I don't think I'll ever forget last weekend's OT thriller.
My men's basketball Civil War memories:
Tinkle starting all the walk-ons in 2015.
Sasa Cuic's crazy slap of the ball that went 20 feet in the air and through the hoop.
Eric Moreland's posterizing dunk that was questionably called a charge.
That's all I got. There's been no juice to the basketball rivalry for a long time.
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Post by ag87 on Jan 26, 2018 15:19:46 GMT -8
I'm a little jealous that I missed the intensity of those rivalries on account of not being born. In football, I can point to at least a half dozen iconic moments in the rivalry in the past 20 years (Simonton's OT winner, Joey 5-picks, James Rodgers fly sweep/stopping Stewart on 4th and 1, Siegert's blocked field goal, Swancutt's primal scream on the bench....), but I'll be damned if I can remember one concrete thing from a Civil War basketball game over the same time frame, despite them playing twice as many games against each other. Even women's basketball, I remember Mandy Close's game winner and I don't think I'll ever forget last weekend's OT thriller. My men's basketball Civil War memories: Tinkle starting all the walk-ons in 2015. Sasa Cuic's crazy slap of the ball that went 20 feet in the air and through the hoop. Eric Moreland's posterizing dunk that was questionably called a charge. That's all I got. There's been no juice to the basketball rivalry for a long time. I was lucky enough to go to the game at Mac in 1987 (I think it was '87). Down by 8 with maybe 25 seconds to go and we win in regulation. There is a youtube video of the last few minutes somewhere. I barely knew Bill Sherwood at the time and even now I'll see him tailgating at a football game and I'll raise my left arm and hand as in a follow through of a game winning 3-pointer. I'd be surprised if he can remember my name but I'm pretty sure he knows what I'm referencing. |
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Post by beavadelic on Jan 26, 2018 18:06:05 GMT -8
I'm a little jealous that I missed the intensity of those rivalries on account of not being born. In football, I can point to at least a half dozen iconic moments in the rivalry in the past 20 years (Simonton's OT winner, Joey 5-picks, James Rodgers fly sweep/stopping Stewart on 4th and 1, Siegert's blocked field goal, Swancutt's primal scream on the bench....), but I'll be damned if I can remember one concrete thing from a Civil War basketball game over the same time frame, despite them playing twice as many games against each other. Even women's basketball, I remember Mandy Close's game winner and I don't think I'll ever forget last weekend's OT thriller. My men's basketball Civil War memories: Tinkle starting all the walk-ons in 2015. Sasa Cuic's crazy slap of the ball that went 20 feet in the air and through the hoop. Eric Moreland's posterizing dunk that was questionably called a charge. That's all I got. There's been no juice to the basketball rivalry for a long time. I was lucky enough to go to the game at Mac in 1987 (I think it was '87). Down by 8 with maybe 25 seconds to go and we win in regulation. There is a youtube video of the last few minutes somewhere. I barely knew Bill Sherwood at the time and even now I'll see him tailgating at a football game and I'll raise my left arm and hand as in a follow through of a game winning 3-pointer. I'd be surprised if he can remember my name but I'm pretty sure he knows what I'm referencing. Talk about a sweet memory from the rivalry. That was one of the most incredible finishes ever. Just broke their hearts (tee-here). I believe that was Payton’s freshman year. The Mac Court crowd tried to rattle him the entire time he was here - good luck with that. They called him “acorn head”, so clever. He absolutely torched the ducks every time out, and as I recall, never lost to them in like 13 or 14 games. |
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Post by Henry Skrimshander on Jan 26, 2018 19:26:23 GMT -8
"Hook Head." He lost one game to them, at Oregon when Bill Sherwood was injured and when the refs swallowed their whistles when Randy Grant went over Bob Cavell's back for a stickback at the buzzer.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2018 20:01:26 GMT -8
I'm a little jealous that I missed the intensity of those rivalries on account of not being born. In football, I can point to at least a half dozen iconic moments in the rivalry in the past 20 years (Simonton's OT winner, Joey 5-picks, James Rodgers fly sweep/stopping Stewart on 4th and 1, Siegert's blocked field goal, Swancutt's primal scream on the bench....), but I'll be damned if I can remember one concrete thing from a Civil War basketball game over the same time frame, despite them playing twice as many games against each other. Even women's basketball, I remember Mandy Close's game winner and I don't think I'll ever forget last weekend's OT thriller. My men's basketball Civil War memories: Tinkle starting all the walk-ons in 2015. Sasa Cuic's crazy slap of the ball that went 20 feet in the air and through the hoop. Eric Moreland's posterizing dunk that was questionably called a charge. That's all I got. There's been no juice to the basketball rivalry for a long time. I was lucky enough to go to the game at Mac in 1987 (I think it was '87). Down by 8 with maybe 25 seconds to go and we win in regulation. There is a youtube video of the last few minutes somewhere. I barely knew Bill Sherwood at the time and even now I'll see him tailgating at a football game and I'll raise my left arm and hand as in a follow through of a game winning 3-pointer. I'd be surprised if he can remember my name but I'm pretty sure he knows what I'm referencing. |
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Post by jefframp on Jan 26, 2018 20:39:22 GMT -8
I was lucky enough to go to the game at Mac in 1987 (I think it was '87). Down by 8 with maybe 25 seconds to go and we win in regulation. There is a youtube video of the last few minutes somewhere. I barely knew Bill Sherwood at the time and even now I'll see him tailgating at a football game and I'll raise my left arm and hand as in a follow through of a game winning 3-pointer. I'd be surprised if he can remember my name but I'm pretty sure he knows what I'm referencing. Darrel Aune: "Slam dunk and that will do it. 63-55 ducks. That just put the icing on the cake" Uh, not so fast my boy.  |
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