Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Basketball - Junior year

I began my sophomore year at 5'2" and grew to 5'7" by the end of the year. When my junior year started I was up to 5'9" and still growing. When we had our one school pep rally of the year at the start of the basketball season, Coach Howerton announced me as "the most improved player on the team." I had gone from almost cut from the B-Team as a sophomore to a member of the varsity as a junior.

Memories of the season include the first game in which I played. We played Richland at their gym. They ran a full court press the entire game and beat us by about 8 points. With 10 seconds to go in the game the second one of our guards fouled out. Coach put me in and simply said, "get through the rest of the game without a turnover." After the made free throw they were still running the press. I tossed the ball into Dwight, the other second team guard, and he quickly passed the ball back to me. I quickly passed the ball up to someone at half court, ran past the half court line, and got the ball back. The clock ran out and I hadn't turned the ball over. Coach said, "good game." In the scorebook the 10 seconds went down as a full quarter played. I ended up playing enough throughout the year to letter.

The highlight of my junior year was the Fort Worth Optimist Tournament. It was Fall 1966 and, while intergration was already taking place, there was still a Texas high school Negro league and the regular UIL league. I.M. Terrell and Dunbar were the two Fort Worth schools that were still all black and played in the Negro league. Every other school in Fort Worth was intergrated except Eastern Hills. We were the last all white high school.

I.M. Terrell was the defending state Negro champions and went on to win the league in the 66-67 school year, its final year in existence. Terrell was invited to play in the Optimist tournament. It would be the first time an all white high school played an all black high school in Fort Worth athletics. There would be about 2,000 people in Public Schools Gym, now the Billingsley Field House, with 1,000 whites in the lower portion of the stands around the court and 1,000 blacks in the upper portion of the stands ringing the court.

I.M. Terrell had a great team! If you couldn't dunk, you couldn't be on the team. Every player could dunk the basketball. The coaches told us not to watch their warm ups because they didn't want us to get psyched out. I wasn't going to get to play anyway, so I watched them. As they came out to the dressing room hallway onto the court the upper portion of the stands started this hissing sound, "sssssss". The players ran single file like a big black snake completely around the court. All the time the "ssssss" was going on. The first 4 or 5 guys carried basketballs in their hands as they were running. When they completed the lap around the court they dribbled to the basket. Reaching the basket, they jumped and dunked the basketball. "Whoomp!" went the upper section of the gym as each player dunked the ball. After everyone had dunked the ball a guard dribbled to the basket followed by one of the post men. The guard flipped the basketball up on the blackboard and the trailing post man jumped up, grabbed it in mid-air, and slammed it home with a resounding dunk to an even louder "Whoomp!" from the crowd. It was incredible! They then went about the normal warmup routines still ocassionally dunking the basketball, and each time they dunked the crowd went "Whoomp!"

It was a close, well played game with neither team getting more than a couple of points ahead of the other. In the middle of the 3rd quarter they stole the ball at around the top of key on their defensive end. David Payne, a senior 6'2" guard who played 4 years at UTA, grabbed the ball, dribbled to mid court, and flipped the ball high toward the basket and Sherman Evans who was running full speed down the court on the break. Evans was 6'4" senior, muscled like crazy, and had a 90' vertical leap. (So, I'm exaggerating a little, but he could really jump!) The ball was actually thrown over the backboard. At that end of the gym there was about a 15-foot walkway between the stands and the court. Evans leaped out parallel to the ground and batted the ball back over the backboard where Lee Shaw, a junior 6'3" forward leaped, grabbed the ball in mid-air, and slammed it home to a tremendous "Whoomp!" from the upper portions of the stands! It was absolutely astounding! It was the most athletic sequence I have ever seen in a basketball game. That play took a 3 point lead to 5 and the game was never in doubt after that. They probably won by 10 or 12. That played simply crushed us.

Terrell lost the championship game to Paschal, but not before an empty whiskey or gin bottle had been tossed from the upper reaches of the gym onto the court, splattering glass all over the court and cutting the scorekeeper. Terrell didn't like to lose, and when they got behind you could expect the crowd to get raucous and throw stuff on the court. Later that year they had a riot when they were playing Dunbar and bricks were added to the bottles raining down on the court.

That tournament was easily the highlight of my junior season even though I didn't play. I played in a few games, enough to letter but nothing memorable. I do remember our post season/ off season inter-team championship, but that's another story.

5 comments:

RHH said...

This is a great basketball story. I was there for some of this. This is my first attempt at leaving a comment on a blog. If someone reads this, I will add more later. I was one of the 6'5" guys in the EHHS class of 1966. These are some great memories.
RHH

Charlie Goodyear said...

I surprised you found this blog and read it. Thank you for reading it and enjoying it. Also, I think rhh is Ralph. I really enjoyed you. You were always so friendly and fun, even to we sophs.

Too bad we didn't have the multiple playoff slots they now have. Your senior team had a chance to do some serioius damage. It was a really good team. Did I get all the players? I don't have an annual, so this was all from memory.

RHH said...

Yes, this is Ralph H. I was doing a Google search on EHHS to see what I could find, and turned up your blog. What a feeling to see the names of old team mates on a computer blog!! Our '66 class reunion was last Oct. and I rekindled some old friendships.

Coach Hughes (of the I.M. Terrell team you mentioned) retired a year or so ago as the most winningness Texas high school coach ever. I ran into him at a grocery store in East Ft. Worth about two years ago, and he remembered me from all my days playing at the Southside Recreation Center during the summers. I have a great respect for him, and think he is quite a good person, as well as a good coach.

I now live in San Antonio and am a research physicist. However, I did enjoy my basketball days....

Is there a way to get your email, without publishing it on a public blog site?

Charlie Goodyear said...

My email is cgoodyear@sunburstradio.com. I've been in media accounting, mostly radio and TV, for the past 35+ years. I'm the VP/Controller for a small radio group headquartered in Dallas.

I started the blog as a way to record some of my childhood stories for my kids.

Gary Conrad said...

My name is Gary Conrad. My father was the coach at Carter Riverside in the 1960's. Some of my fondest memories in life where of IM Terrell, Como, Kirpatrick, and Dunbar basketball games. This is a great story, and I am glad I found it. BTW, I graduated from Southwest in 1973. Even though my father was a basketball coach my basketball skills were more than lacking :).