Look at the faces on these Little Giants.  Did they

have a good time?

Coach Brock at center court.

The Wonder Five minus Whitey Wilcox.  Jim Price, Duane Axel,

Bill Boone, and Charlie West.

Posted by Jim Amidon at 01:27 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Jim Amidon wrote a great article in the Crawfordsville Journal Review just before the Brock era reunion. To see it, click on the link below. It is entitled "More than basketball."

More than Basketball

Posted by Bill Boone '60 at 08:14 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

It was great to see so many alumni brave the snowy conditions to return to Wabash to honor Coach Brock and what he meant to all of us. Click here to see photographs from the reunion.

Posted by Jim Amidon at 07:09 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Dear Bill:

I came to Wabash in the fall of 1955 from Kansas City, Missouri which is less than an hour from the University of Kansas.  While Jayhawk fans were and are fanatic about basketball, my initial encounters with Hoosier basketball fans was a real eye opener.  I went to a Crawfordsville High School game when the season started and had to leave at half-time because the noise was so deafening.  My freshman year at Wabash was successful academically, but frustrating in terms of athletics.  As you can see in the 1955-56 team picture I do not appear.  However, by January of that season I had worked my way into the lineup.  What stands out most clearly about that year was the conversation I had with Coach Brock after the season ended.  I confessed to frustration that our record of 6 wins and 17 losses represented more losses than I had experienced in all of my high school years.  He was very encouraging and talked about how he thought things would improve the next year, and they did.

I have had more opportunities than most to be reminded of the years I spent at Wabash having served on the Board of the National Association of Wabash Men and the Board of Trustees.  I did not become actively involved with the College until after my ten year Class Reunion.  Since then I have continued to enjoy connecting with the College and other alums.  As the years have passed specific memories fade, but there are a few that stand out in my mind.  One that I am sure others are not aware of is that after my sophomore year we did not have home and home contracts with  Sewanee and Southwestern in Tennessee.  At that time, city ordinances in Nashville and Memphis prohibited interracial athletic contests.  Brock and I had a conversation about this during my freshman year and contracts for those trips were discontinued.

This was the beginning of a very special relationship I had with Coach Brock that has lasted up to now.  He understood that I had special issues I had to address on and off the court.  Yet, he never gave me any special breaks.  For example, to avoid any embarrassment, he did not take me with the team to Tennessee in my sophomore year for the last of those contracted games.  Shortly before the trip Brock told me he wanted me to shoot 100 shots a day while the team was gone.  I told him that it was semester break and I was going home. This running conversation continued until the team left and I went home.  The Sunday after semester break I showed for practice as scheduled and everything seemed OK, but I knew the other shoe would drop any moment.  We played Ohio Wesleyan on Monday evening.  I was not in the starting lineup.  I sat through the 1st half and through the second half.  Brock never said a word to me and I never said a word to him.  What added insult to injury was we won by 22 points!!  When I returned for my 25th Class reunion I saw Coach as usually do when I get to C' ville.  I finally asked him if we had been losing that game would he have played me.  Predictably, his response was, NO! 

Little things about my teammates stick in my mind.  I recall the way that Tommy Bennett always shot free throws from an angle. Charlie Bowerman always shot his free throws underhanded.  The year we set the record for team free throw shooting percentage started very innocently.  Tommy was then a junior and Charlie was a sophomore, but they were very competitive.  We usually shot about 100 free throws in intervals of 20 during practices.  Tommy and Charlie started shooting for Cokes.  Then the competition caught on and the whole team became very competitive at each practice to see who could make the most out of 100.  The key to setting the record was not just Tommy and Charlie who were excellent free throw shooters, but it was the guys who would come into the game off the bench and hit 1 for 1, or 2 for 2. 

The team enjoyed much more success in my junior and senior years going 13-9 and 13-8 respectively.  We usually played teams from schools much larger than the 500 men at Wabash.  We usually gave away a lot of height and weight to our opponents.  Sherm Franz was a tall 6-5, but he was slight.  I remember many nights after games when he would take off his game jersey his chest would be covered with black and blue marks.  But he never complained.  He was a real warrior!  So was Ben Fellerhoff who was a burly 6-3.  Ben would take on anybody under the boards.  One night when we were playing in the U.S. Marine Christmas tournament in  Quantico, we met St. Michaels from Winooski, VT.  They had a huge 6-8 center named Hank Gretowski.  I drove down the lane against him and got slammed to the floor.  I jumped up looking for who had hit me and Benny grabbed me.  When I saw who it was I continued to struggle, but I whispered to Ben, "Don't let me go!"

These are only fleeting memories. The guy on our team who had the most phenomenal memory for stats and opponent strengths was JohntHollett.  He devoured the sports page every day and not just about basketball.  We should get Hollett to his his recall button and I am sure he will remember incidents, events and people we have long forgotten.  My greatest thrills were the times we beat DePauw and Butler.  My greatest disappointment was the double overtime loss to Evansville in 1958 during the NCAA tournament.  No one was prouder than I when Wabash won the NCAA Division III Basketball Championship in 1982 partly because we had demonstrated in the late ' 50's and early ' 60's that Wabash could revive its winning tradition in basketball.

A few years ago I was visiting the College and dropped by basketball practice.  Wally Cox, a star guard for Butler in the late ' 50's was there watching his son who played at Wabash.  We had a wonderful visit talking about our respective teammates and what they had done after college.  Not once during that conversation did we mention wins and losses.  It was clear to both of us that we had shared an experience that was very special and that few other college students enjoyed who did not participate in varsity sports!

Bob Wedgeworth '59

Posted by Bill Boone '60 at 05:38 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Jim Cumming 1961

                                                                                                        Charlie  Bowerman--1961

Two Hall of Famers--Charlie Bowerman and Coach Brock

                                                Rusty Nichols--1963

Coach Nichols during a timeout. 

After a Hall of Fame career which saw him elected MVP of the Little Giants during his junior and senior years, Rusty Nichols took over the coaching reins and coached the Little Giants for 7 years. 

                                                 Tom Bennett--1960

Tom Bennett '60

                                           Bob Wedgeworth--1959

Bob Wedgeworth--A great teammate

                                          Benny Fellerhoff--1959

Tim Werbe 1965

         Tim Werbe Dazzles four Dannies                                                                                                          

                                                                                                                            Coach 1957

Coach Bob L. Brock

Coach Brock himself was elected to the Wabash College Athletic Hall of Fame in 1989.  During a 12 year coaching career, Coach Brock won 114 games.  During the 4 year period of 1957-58 to 1960-61, the Brockmen won 55 games while losing only 31.  They qualified for the NCAA tournament all four years.  During the period of 1958-59 to 1960-61, his Little Giants defeated Butler 5 out the 6 contests they played including the memorable 5 overtime game of 1960. 

Posted by Bill Boone '60 on February 12, 2007 09:37 AM

Posted by Monica Brainard at 09:37 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Dear Bob,

 I regret that I will not be joining you and the Brock Era players in person, but being half a world away makes it impossible.  Please know that I am most certainly with you in spirit, and you will be in my thoughts on February 17.  I am so happy that we got to visit at homecoming last fall.

 This letter is going to be a trip down my memory lane with fond reminiscences about the team and our time together.  I feel so privileged to have played for an NCAA College Division school where each of us played for the love of the game, and not because of a scholarship.  I also appreciated the amazing support of faculty who attended both practices and games, offering both interest and encouragement.  All this was a part of the climate that you were instrumental in creating.

 I’ll never forget the second day of practice in my freshman year, when coming down from a rebound, I tore the cartilage in my right knee.  Prompt surgery resulted in complete rehabilitation that continues to this day.  I was back on the court in early January and was excited about the opportunity to start several games and earn a letter as a freshman.

 Did I ever thank you for being instrumental in helping me get a job cleaning the varsity locker room once a week?  This additional income ($40 a month) for a struggling scholarship student was a significant help. 

 Some trip highlights include:

•         The southern trip when we played Southwestern in Memphis and we walked from the hotel to the gym (opera house) in our uniforms and warm ups, since there were no dressing rooms.  A converted opera house, while it had no dressing rooms, it did have spotlights, which were focused on each player as he was introduced, thus making us the predecessors to the NBA in this aspect of showmanship.  Ours was the opening game of a double header with Ole Miss and Arkansas.

•         The trip to Quantico was special, in part, because we went by train.  Our first stop was Cincinnati where we were whisked to an elegant (at least for a kid from Scottsburg) dining room for dinner before boarding the next train for Virginia.  This was the same trip where Bucky Dennis educated some of us younger team members about issues that would have made Kinsey proud.

•         Our game against Washington of St. Louis is memorable for an incident that happened at the hotel.  Bob Wedgeworth was asked to use the employees’ elevator rather than the public elevator.  With your leadership, we insisted as a team that we would use whatever elevator Wedgie used.  The management relented, and all the Little Giants used the public elevators.  In retrospect, I’ve always been proud of that stand that we made and am grateful that this form of blatant racism is no longer an issue.

 Accomplishments that I am particularly proud of include the fact that our team set the NCAA College Division team free throw percentage record, which stood until 1992.  Others are the two years we were selected to play in the NCAA Tournament.  Finally, one of my fondest memories at Wabash was being named captain of the 58-59 team.

 Bob, you were an outstanding role model of the Wabash creed of  “always conduct yourself as a gentleman.”  You never demeaned players, but always encouraged us, and in doing so helped us to grow in skill and confidence.  I was reminded of you from the recent descriptions of Tony Dungy by his players.  You, too, created a program by doing things “the right way” and by being a good man whom we could emulate.

 I still have the letter you wrote to me at the end of the 58-59 season in which you reflected on our years together at Wabash.  You ended the letter by stating, “In my book, you are Some Little Giant.”  Now it is my turn.  Bob, in my book, you are Some Little Giant.

 With deep regret at missing your celebration, but with deepest appreciation for your influence, leadership, and friendship,

 Sherm

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