A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. In this case, a local kid went to Long Beach. – Obrey Brown
Misty May, who became a household name along with Olympic beach volleyball companion Kerri Walsh, was part of Long Beach State’s legacy so strong that it defied imagination as to the person that would follow her as the school’s setter.
May’s replacement in Long Beach? Someone familiar.
Long a major collegiate powerhouse, it was the 49ers’ turn in the limelight back in 1997. What must have been running through coach Brian
Redlands’ Keri Nishimoto took over as Long Beach State’s high-profile setter, leading the 49ers to an NCAA title matchup against Stanford (photo by Long Beach State).
Gimmillaro’s mind, however, was how to replace Misty in his lineup one season later. He reached out to Redlands High School product Keri Nishimoto, an eventual backup to May on that 1997 squad. Right off the bat, let’s remember that Nishimoto was part of a strong Lady Terrier team, one that copped its one and only CIF-SS title on their strongest ever team.
All of which led perfectly to a solid collegiate side. Say what you want about college sports, whether it’s college football or basketball, the sensational play of baseball and softball players, plus track & field, volleyball may well rest among the most exciting of all women’s sports.
It might get lost in the shuffle throughout the USA.
May, who was considered a catalyst for Beach’s 1998 NCAA championship triumph, captured the Honda-Broderick Cup as well as Collegiate Women Athlete of the Year title. May captured more awards and titles than any other collegiate volleyball player. She wound up a USA Olympian – a much-decorated, multiple gold medal winner on the beach.
The Beach’s heir apparent to May, originally, was Brittany Hochevar. They tried to replicate their May experiment with Hochevar. It didn’t seem to go right.
THE ULTIMATE TEAM PLAY
Nishimoto, summoned from Redlands High on a full-ride academic scholarship – she turned down Beach’s offer of an athletic scholarship – was the catalyst in leading Redlands High to a Southern Section Division 3 volleyball title.
In her high school setting, Redlands knocked off area powerhouse Rim of the World from mountainous Lake Arrowhead. The finals were played at Cypress College on a Saturday, which wasn’t all that far from Beach. Cypress College, incidentally, seemed fairly close to Long Beach.
Except for Rim of the World, there had been very little prep volleyball success from the so-called Inland Empire area. Redlands was next.
Nishimoto, surrounded by college-level talent like Lindsey O’Reilly (Brigham Young University), Gretchen Levander (Hofstra-New York), plus a few other significant cogs in the lineup, namely middle blocker Janiece Memmott and outside hitter Jackie Ostler in addition to a strong defender, Jamie Hackleman.
That lineup turned volleyball around in that Inland Empire. Nishimoto had long since been noticed, but more at the club-playing level than wearing Lady Terrier colors.
The CIF-Southern Section Division 3 Player of the Year at Redlands, it was Nishimoto who quarterbacked the Lady Terriers to an unforgettable championship performance over powerhouse Rim of the World at Cypress College in 1995.
One year earlier, Nishimoto actually split time with another player. Redlands coach Gene Melcher had co-setters at Redlands.
A BEACH ARRAY OF SETTERS
At The Beach, Nishimoto’s on-court performance seemed to add chemistry. She was small, but dangerous. Mostly a bench-warmer and defensive specialist during the May era, Nishimoto eventually emerged as Beach setter.
Nishimoto already contributed to Beach’s chemistry. Taking that academic scholarship instead of an athletic one allowed Gimmillaro to use that additional athletic stipend to stockpile even more talent. It was, perhaps, the ultimate team play.
In 1999, Nishimoto set a record for assists (14.58), having moved back to a defensive position in 2000 for the Hochevar experiment. Once “little Keri” was moved back to the setter role, the 16th-ranked Lady 49ers began rolling even more.
Over a period of time, there were six All-American setters at Beach.
The year after Nishimoto’s career concluded, Hochevar shined in 2002 – part of the school’s six All-American setters, which includes Nishimoto in 2001, May in 1997 and ’98, Joy McKienzie in 1993, Sabrina Hernandez in 1991 and ’92, plus Sheri Sanders in 1989.
Misty May, a multiple Olympic gold medal beach volleyball champion, preceded Redlands’ Keri Nishimoto as Long Beach State setter in the late 1990s (photo by Wikipedia Commons).
May was selected as the AVCA Player of the Year for Division I in 1997 and 1998, becoming the first player in NCAA and AVCA history to win the award outright in back-to-back campaigns.
Sanders and McKienzie both quarterbacked the 49ers to national championships. Hernandez took The Beach to back-to-back Final Fours (1991-1992).
May led the 49ers to the 1997 Final Four and captained the 1998 squad to a perfect 36-0 mark and a NCAA national championship. Nishimoto mostly rode the bench celebrating the team title.
Along the way, the list of teams that Nishimoto and The Beach had been beating were among the nation’s richest and glowing programs – Brigham Young, Pittsburgh, UCLA, Arizona, you name it. She totaled 53 assists, 15 digs and three blocks against BYU to lead The Beach to an undefeated regular season record.
In action: Long Beach State’s Keri Nishimoto, that brilliant player from Redlands, ran the 49ers’ attack on a 33-match winning streak into the 2001 finals against Stanford (photo by Long Beach State).Nishimoto, a national player of the week in November 2001, was named second-team All-American in 2001. The Beach went 33-1 and reached the NCAA title match – losing only in the championship to Stanford.
On December 15, 2001 in San Diego, Stanford All-American and USA Olympian Logan Tom led the Cardinal to a three-game sweep past those Long Beach hard-noses.
Check out these scores from Cox Arena in San Diego: 31-29, 30-28, 30-25. A Beach team led by Nishimoto’s 34 assists and a team-high nine digs fell after winning 33 straight.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. Heading past Palm Springs, this Redlands East Valley High School brilliant softball player kept taking it to faraway to Tucson, home for University of Arizona. – Obrey Brown
In honor of the NCAA College Softball World Series, which were unfolding, there was always something to check on with a checkout from Redlands – a kid called Allyson Von Liechtenstein.
There were telephone calls to the sports desk from Pam Martin, softball coach at Redlands East Valley High School when that campus opened in 1997. It was quite a ritual. There was often cheer in her voice. In all cases, Coach M had something newsworthy to report.
One of Martin’s top players, Ally Von L, probably went into as many big games as any Redlands-based product at the collegiate level during that outfielder’s post-REV years.
It’s simple. Von L, the twin sister of Elizabeth (Lizzie) and younger sister of Sarah, was part of a trio of Highland-based players who were raised under the softball thumb of their dad, Dave.
Ally Von L, a left-handed, slap-hitting, fleet-footed outfielder, played four sensational seasons at REV. It was nothing for Martin to report a 3-hit game for Ally Von L. Or maybe a couple of stolen bases to go along with her two singles and, maybe, a triple. At the time, she patrolled center field.
Ally Von L, a Redlands East Valley product who played big-time NCAA softball at powerhouse University of Arizona (Photo by UA).
It should’ve been no surprise, then, that she committed to play collegiately at the University of Arizona from 2002-2005. She was a 5-foot-5-inch slash hitter heading for Tucson.
Arizona’s Lady Wildcats’ softball program should be considered among the finest in the land. Ally Von L found herself playing four straight seasons at the College World Series.
Mike Candrea, coach, might’ve been USA’s best go-getter for UA. He went and “got” Ally Von L.
Ally Von L was a nice catch for her new Wildcats’ team. At that time, anyone caught playing for UA should’ve been considered quite a player.
Candrea, who led Team USA to the 2004 Olympic gold medal, was a fun interview. Make that a professional interview. He knew how to take control. He knew the questions before I’d even launched them at him.
At least when you could get hold of him. Schools this big have Sports Information Directors. Got to get through them to get to guys like Candrea. The man’s got coaching to do.
By the 2018 season, incredibly, Candrea was within a couple hundred wins away from 2,000.
Univ. Arizona softball coach Mike Candrea is closing fast on 2,000 victories – 211 of which came when he coached Ally Von Liechtenstein from 2002-2005 (Photo credit, University of Arizona).
This is the guy who landed Ally Von L. Not to mention landing Jennie Finch. Not to mention Alicia Hollowell. And Caitlin Lowe. And Autumn Champion. And Kristie Fox. Each of whom were teammates with Ally Von L.
Lowe hit .510 one year, swiping 27 out of 30 bases. Hollowell won 40 games in a single season. Finch went 32-0 in another. Lovie Jung hit .481 one season, stroking 25 bombs. Champion hit .489 with 26 steals one season. That same year, 2004, Lowe hit .437 with 46 steals.
These were the players Candrea landed. That coach was en route to winning more collegiate softball games than anyone else. Chats with this coach were special to take.
On Ally Von L, he said, “Listen … (pausing for a few seconds to collect some thoughts) this is a kid with speed. She can hit. She’ll run the bases. She can catch anything hit out there. She’ll help us here.”
Remember, he was taking a player right out of the area from UCLA should’ve been grabbing from (USC doesn’t have intercollegiate softball). At Arizona, Ally Von L had a solid career – .321, .381, .384 and .265 as a senior.
She started 105 games, playing in 172. Often used as a pinch-runner. Swiped 28-of-35 bases over four seasons. Ninety-four hits, 283 at-bats. Scored a batch of runs.
Said Candrea: “There was a time when if UCLA wanted a kid, they got the kid. We got a few breaks. We got some key kids.”
ALLY VON L AGAINST THE GREATS
Along the way, there were remarkable games played against the likes of Cat Osterman.
Tennessee’s Monica Abbott.
Michigan’s Jennie Ritter.
UCLA’s Keira Goerl.
Louisiana’s Brooke Mitchell.
Fresno State’s Jamie Southern was named to the ESPN Rise All-Decade team in 2009.
LSU’s Kristin Schmidt.
Georgia Tech’s Jessica Sallinger.
Alabama’s Stephanie VanBrakle.
These were the kids Ally Von L was playing against – the USA’s most decorated pitchers.
Von L hit against most of those pitchers. As close to being a starting player without actually starting every game, Von L was part of a team that included All-Americans almost everywhere on the diamond during her four-year stint from 2002-2005.
On Saturday, June 5, 2005: It was a Von L single in the 12th inning at the NCAA Women’s College World Series that knocked home the winning run in a 3-2 win over Cal-Berkeley – a game played in Oklahoma City.
Ally Von L’s heroics were only short-lived.
One day later, the fabulous Texas southpaw, Osterman, knocked off the Lady Wildcats, 1-0, to leave Arizona without a 50-win season for the first time in years. Arizona ended its season with a record of 45-12, having reached its 17th Women’s College World Series over an 18-year span.
Ally Von L and I connected a few times on articles about her collegiate experiences, which were vast. She wasn’t hamming it up, probably preferring to lay low. After all, this kid was one of REV’s finest athletes.
You always got the feeling she was battling. Aggressive. In awe of her surroundings, but highly respectful.
In 2005, the Lady Wildcats were co-Pacific-10 Champions. Playing against the likes of UCLA, Stanford, Cal, you name it, UA was a force in NCAA softball.
Wouldn’t you know it: Von L became a group of four Lady Wildcat players to play four seasons without winning at least a national championship, a battle of playoff chases since 1987. It was quite a streak, especially when Von L had played behind such stalwart pitchers as Hollowell and that sensational Finch.
Jennie Finch was a University of Arizona teammate of Ally Von Liechtenstein during a prime time of Lady Wildcats’ softball in Tucson (Photo by Team USA).
Finch was a senior during Von Liechtenstein’s freshman season.
A year after Ally Von L’s departure, Arizona – which had copped five NCAA titles over a seven-year span in the 1990s – won the NCAA World Series title again.
Who knows? Maybe it set the stage for a future NCAA Division 1 softball great. A decade after Ally Von L, Sahvanna Jaquish, also from Highland, showed up at REV. Off she went to Louisiana State University from 2014 through 2017, where she became a four-year All-American.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. For sports editor Jeff Lane and myself, we headed out I-10 to find Hollywood Park. – Obrey Brown
Jeff Lane, the sports editor and my one-time classmate at Chabot Junior College up in Hayward, and I were on a mission. Hollywood Park was our destination on July 7, 1979.
Comprising the two-man sports staff of a small-city California daily in Redlands, we had something on mind that Saturday. Since our junior college days at Chabot Community College in Hayward, a Bay Area city about 20 miles south of Oakland, we showed up for a local item for our newspaper.
We were as sports-minded as they come – baseball, golf, football, basketball, college and pro, not to mention horse racing, you name it. The main Bay Area tracks were Golden Gate Fields and Bay Meadows, not to mention a handful of summer fair tracks in Pleasanton, Santa Rosa, Vallejo, Fresno, and Sacramento.
Hollywood Park, though, was much bigger. So much greater thoroughbreds. So many top jockeys. Cash was beyond anyone. Looking for an angle to bring horse racing to that Redlands newspaper, we’d stumbled upon a thoroughbred that couldn’t defy such attention.
It was the only way you could sell such a story to local readership. Our newspaper owners, Frank and William Moore, plus its devoted editor, Richard West, had vested their faith in us to report on local events.
We were the second paper on people’s city doorsteps. The Los Angeles Times, San Bernardino Sun and the Riverside Press Enterprise were regional papers. They’d cover the professionals, major colleges and, of course, they had a horse racing page.
For Jeff and I to make this work in a Redlands newspaper, there had to be a local angle. And we’d found one: The horse was called Old Redlands. There was another horse in that same barn, a filly called Milenka.
LOSING MILENKA IN A CLAIMER
On this particular Saturday, the two of us were on a mission to watch Milenka, entered in the first race at Hollywood Park. Owned by a Redlands couple, Bill and Benita Marie Buster, we were curious to see the outcome of this race.
Milenka won in 1:10.2, ridden by the apprentice Patrick Valenzuela – who would go on to have a solid racing career – but just prior to the race, the Busters faced the news.
Since it was aclaiming race, rival owner Patrice Bozick put in the claim for that filly. Milenka outraced Bozick’s own filly, Geeme, a few weeks earlier. The Busters, of Redlands, had just one runner remaining in their racing pedal.
“It took us eleven months or a year to breed her,” Bill Buster said, noting Milenka. “Then another year, a year to train her, and then two and a half months of racing. And in one afternoon, she’s gone.”
Such were the perils of claiming races. You’ve got to sell at the claiming price. In this case, the claim was $20,000. “We’re going to try to get her back,” said Buster.
After being posted at 4-to-1 in that day’s morning line, Milenka wound up as the 2-to-1 favorite, the filly beating Hoisty Jen, ridden by Canadian jockey Sandy Hawley.
Later that day, legendary jockey Willie Shoemaker booted home his 7,700th career win aboard Parsec in the Hollywood Juvenile. By comparison, Old Redlands notched just 10 victories.
A few hours earlier that day, the Busters’ racing stable had been cut in half, having lost Milenka to the Bozick stable. Just Old Redlands remained in their barn.
“We’ve dreamed about having a stakes winner,” said Buster, noting that Milenka’s sire, Olympiad King, had been a stakes winner in the early 1960s.
Old Redlands, coming off a seventh-place finish in an allowance race at Hollywood Park, had been dropped into a claiming race. This thoroughbred had no hopes of winding up in the Kentucky Derby or Hollywood Gold Cup. It won just once in his first 11 races. The win came at Bay Meadows, about 40 miles south of San Francisco in December 1979, his final race as a two-year-old.
Buster, whose father was in construction and also a horseman, had bred Old Redlands. The sire was Gummo, he was out of Judena. Gummo had been a pretty good sprinter in his years on the track.
A couple weeks before Milenka’s win and claim at Hollywood Park, the Busters watched Old Redlands win a 1 1/16-mile allowance race.
Over a month later, he won a starter allowance race at Del Mar. The Hollywood Park win had lifted the spirits of the Busters’ trainer, Clay Brinson, who called him a “useful horse.”
“He’ll win a lot of races if we put him in the right ones.”
The Busters lost Milenka, lost Old Redlands, but held onto a yearling filly, named for Buster’s wife, Benita Marie.
Milenka’s lifetime earnings at $59,600 reached six wins and second on four other runs during 25 races. She tucked five victories and a second place finish over an eight-race span between that July 21 victory and early January 1980.
Old Redlands rarely saw Southern California tracks again. Shipped up to the Bay Area, where he raced at Golden Gate Fields, just north of Oakland, and also at Bay Meadows down in San Mateo, then into the Pacific Northwest tracks Yakima Meadows and Longacres – both in Washington.
That horse would race 47 times over a six-year stretch – winning ten times with earnings just over $52,000. At one point, the colt won four straight claiming races. By then, the horse had been claimed by another owner.
Old Redlands would have to serve as the honorable mention to Buster’s all-time stable of runners.
What a final race day. The Busters ran two horses – Milenka and Old Redlands – losing both the same day after winning claiming races.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. — Obrey Brown.
It couldn’t have been a better sports Redlands reporting summer in 2001. It was, at least, glamorous for a local sports editor, that’s myself, who sought sports news for a local reading public that rejoiced over such information.
Heather Aldama was playing pro soccer for the Boston Breakers.
Landon Donovan was up in San Jose, playing for the Earthquakes. Donovan, for his part, would eventually become arguably Team USA’s greatest player.
Aldama had been a strongly amazing scorer before graduating Redlands High just as Donovan was arriving at that campus 1995-1996. The Lady Terriers, built around Aldama’s goal-scoring and goal-producing passes, won four league championships with plenty of hard-commencing CIF-Southern Section playoffs.
In one season alone, she racked up a phenomenal 38 goals and 22 assists. Over four seasons at Redlands, Aldama was All-CIF Southern Section each year. Her Lady Terrier teams reached the CIF quarterfinals twice and the semifinals once. That post-season play usually stood in the top tier of Division 1.
Redlands’ Heather Aldama (photo by Santa Clara University).
Aldama, surrounded by terrific talent along with talented coach Rolando Uribe who had been a scoring phenom for RHS’ boys side a few years earlier.
Part of a Southern California Blues side that won a state Under-19 title is, most likely, what landed Aldama in the collegiate spotlight; and, eventually, a professional move.
Besides the Olympics and those American male stars in the World Cup, Donovan racked up U.S. pro time in San Jose, Calif.
That summer of 2001 was great for a small-town daily sports editor – Aldama and Donovan.
SUMMER STOPS: ALDAMA, DONOVAN
The way it works on a small daily newspaper basis is simple. Real simple. You’re obligated to produce as much local copy as possible. Such a routine wasn’t necessarily so simple during non-school summer athleticism. High school – Redlands, Redlands East Valley and a growing Arrowhead Christian Academy – was holding off between June and September.
Due to shrinking budgets, the Associated Press wire services were all but unavailable to produce a sports section. Local copy was becoming even more mandatory.
You’d have to make up for it with all-star baseball results, country club golf results, bowling scores from the local House, maybe some Junior Olympic swimming results courtesy of Redlands Swim Team, while we followed the exploits of that year’s Redlands Bicycle Classic racists throughout their summer seasons.
But when that pair of soccer-playing, midfield scorers put on their professional uniforms, they attracted plenty of attention.
That summer, though, was great. For me. For readers. You rarely read much in the county or regional newspapers about either player. Each time in that summer 2001 Aldama, or even Donovan took the field – Aldama’s first season Boston, Donovan’s first season for the San Jose Earthquakes.
It was an opportunity for local coverage.
It almost defied the odds when AP would often staff plenty of shots for both Aldama and Donovan. A handful of photos from their matches would come across the wire on game nights. Both players, Aldama and Donovan, showed up in photos of those local sports pages in their hometown.
In a way, it almost defied the odds. At any point on a soccer pitch, there are 22 players. One AP photographer. It seemed like every match included a shot of those Redlanders. It’s not hard to really imagine. Aldama and Donovan were playmakers. Photographers like action. Their lenses are usually aimed toward those making plays.
Those AP shots filled at least one-third of that sports page. It’s one way to fill a local sports section.
This is an example of a photo that was available to the local sports desk in Redlands during summer play in WUSA. While Redlands’ Heather Aldama walks off the field in disappointment, the Washington Freedom is celebrating a playoff semifinals triumph (photo by Women’s United Soccer Association).
SANTA CLARA, A COLLEGE CHOICE
Unlike Donovan, who skipped college to play the European pro leagues in his midteens, Aldama chose NCAA powerhouse Santa Clara University as her collegiate stop. Four seasons of varsity play as a Lady Terrier attacker, plus her club-playing roots, she left for a top-collegiate program.
There were some highlights for this Lady Bronco. As a freshman in 1997, Aldama nailed a game-winning goal against West Coast Conference rival Loyola-Marymount.
She played against No. 3 Florida in the 1998 NCAA semifinals, against No. 19 Brigham Young University, playing in virtually every big Santa Clara match during her 1997-2000 collegiate career.
Aldama netted a 16-yarder against third-ranked Nebraska in a 2-1 win over the Lady Huskers on Sept. 19, 1999. In an NCAA playoff match against UCLA that same season, she scored in the 23rd minute, assisting on another goal in a crucial win.
Against Connecticut in the NCAA quarterfinals one match later, Aldama assisted on a pair of Aly Wagner goals, helping produce a 3-0 triumph.
In other words, Aldama always seemed to find herself in the mix – scoring, setting up goals and other plays, streaking downfield to work her way open.
Once college was over, though, so what next?
REPLACING TEAM USA
Aldama was part of a replacement for Team USA at a Jan. 13, 2000 match in Adelaide, Australia. In an event called the Australia Cup, Aldama surfaced as a substitute in the championship match, 3-1, over the Matildas.
Team USA’s main side had boycotted the match.
Sherrill Kester, Danielle Slaton and Wagner, Aldama’s college teammate, scored in front of 3,500 at Hindmarsch Stadium.
Playing against a more experienced Matildas’ squad, the U.S. held a 20-6 shots advantage, plus a 10-5 edge in corner kicks. It was in the 82nd minute that Aldama fed Wagner for Team USA’s final goal.
Mandy Clemens was part of that team, plus Jenn Mascaro, Michelle French and Veronica Zepeda with Lakeyshia Beene in goal.
Team USA, 2-0-1 in the four-nation tournament, had the same record as Sweden – playing to a 0-0 draw– winning on goal differential, holding a plus-nine to Sweden’s plus-four. The Czech Republic and host Australia made up the remaining tournament qualifiers.
It was that 8-1 win over the Czech Republic that did it for Team USA.
Up next was the Sydney Olympics of 2000. Considering that Sydney, Australia would be the host of that year’s 2000 Olympics, it had to occur that Aldama could see Team USA action when the Summer Games started.
That American’s co-coach, Lauren Gregg, noted the team’s approach – contract protests. She told Associated Press that Team USA achieved its objectives.
“First,” Gregg told the media, “we won by playing some exciting, attacking soccer. Second, these players invested in their development every minute they were on the field and took every advantage of this opportunity.
“Finally,” she said, “these games gave us a chance to evaluate our young personalities against much more experienced players, which gives us extremely valuable information as we go forward toward the Olympics.”
Team USA, Olympic gold medalists in 1996, 2004, 2008 and 2012, took silver in the 2000 Sydney Games. That team was largely built around the same group of historic women that notched World Cup triumphs in Pasadena a couple years earlier.
Team USA beat Brazil, 1-0 in that semi final duel, the Americans reached the finals against Norway. Norway, a 1-0 triumph over Germany, got three goals in its 3-2 triumph over the Americans. Curious that that USA side knocked off Norway, 2-0, during Group F play.
Aldama, incidentally, was not part of that Team USA side.
SQUARING OFF AGAINST ’99 CUP
While USA’s women were forming a global powerhouse at the international stage, Aldama was on the bubble to crack onto a formidable national team that included the likes of Mia Hamm, Michelle Akers, Carla Overbeck, Kristine Lilly, Brandi Chastain, Cindy Parlow, Tiffeny Milbrett, Clemens, Tisha Venturini, Joy Fawcett, Shannon MacMillan, Julie Foudy and goalkeeper Brianna Scurry – huge stars among those American players.
Brandi Chastain, a 1999 World Cup hero, was a Heather Aldama rival during their days in the Women’s United Soccer Association (photo by Wikipedia Commons).
Its most famous World Cup triumph in 1999 came in a 5-4 shootout win over China after a 0-0 draw through extended time. Chastain’s famous goal-winning shot was celebrated, spotted dropping to her knees, whipping off her jersey and photographed in her sports bra.
That match was played at the Rose Bowl in front of nearly a packed house while shown on live international TV. The U.S., who knocked off North Korea, Nigeria and Denmark in pool play, had beaten Germany, Brazil and China, all world soccer powers.
By contrast, Team USA’s men had never been able to produce a winning equation during World Cup play – with Donovan.
Aldama had a few national team appearances. The timing of her departure from Santa Clara, however, was met with the formation of a new pro women’s soccer league.
DONOVAN: TEAM USA’S BEST
It cannot be held back.
Donovan’s career has carried a long way, perhaps considered one of this country’s top male players, perhaps even through 2024. It’s hard to make it that Aldama, USA’s women’s side, doesn’t even compare to the men’s side.
It can’t compare. To this day, Team USA’s women has worked itself way past the men, regardless of, say, Donovan versus Aldama. Seems like he played plenty for sides in Europe, plus huge brilliance over nearly two decades as U.S. professional at both San Jose, but more at Los Angeles.
He played at plenty of growth for Americans – scoring hundreds of goals, setting up with dozens of assists, brilliant attacks against virtually every major opponent.
Unlike Aldama, Donovan was an Olympian, a Team USA part of the World Cup appearances – never champions.
Unlike Donovan, however, Aldama came close to reaching USA’s women’s highly-smoked international attack.
SETTING STAGE FOR WUSA
In 2001, the Women’s United Soccer Association, or WUSA, was created. One of the founding eight teams was the Boston Breakers. That league lasted three seasons.
Aldama was part of that Breakers’ side that included Lilly, plus Kate Sobrero and Tracy Ducar. International players came over from Germany – Maren Meinhart and Bettina Wiegmann, plus Norway’s Dagny Mellgren and Ragnhild Gulbrandsen.
Kristine Lilly, another of the 1999 USA World Cup heroes, was a Boston Breakers teammate of Redlands’ Heather Aldama (photo by Wikipedia Commons).
Aldama showed up in Boston, courtesy of being the 28th player selected in a 2001 draft, that being a fourth-round pick by the Breakers. They played the former Redlands High/Santa Clara scoring gem on defense.
It was tough beginnings for Boston, which played to an 8-10-3 mark in its inaugural season, following that up with a 6-8-7 mark in 2002 – but no playoffs.
Matches were played at Nickerson Field in Boston. The team was owned by Amos Hostetter, Jr., who had served as chairman of C-SPAN Network.
That third and final season, though, under coach Pia Sundhage, former Norwegian scoring playmaker, was a little different. Boston finished 10-4-7 and reached the semifinals before a shootout against the Washington Freedom ended the Breakers’ season.
Aldama, wearing jersey No. 12, missed a shot in the penalty kick phase. Eventually, when WUSA suspended operations because of cash slowness, that was about it for the 25-year-old Aldama.
The Breakers reappeared, however – twice.
In 2007, they showed up as part of the Women’s Professional Soccer (WPS), folding in 2012. After that, the Breakers became part of the Women’s Pro Soccer League Elite.
Who was Aldama playing against in WUSA?
It was that same core group of 1999 World Cup players.
Mia Hamm took her celebrated career into the WUSA ranks, where she competed against the likes of Redlands’ Heather Aldama (photo by Wikipedia Commons).
Aldama was attacking the likes of Scurry, plus defending against the all-star talents of Fawcett, MacMillan, Akers, Parlow, Milbrett, Venturini, Foudy, Hamm, Chastain and Clemens, among others, perhaps considered among America’s best players.
In a July 3, 2003 match between Aldama’s Breakers and the Washington Freedom, Aldama notched her first professional goal in the 66th minute. There were 8,105 fans at Boston’s Nickerson Field to witness the two sides play to a 1-1 draw.
That shot was a curving, 25-yarder into the upper right hand corner of the net.
Such brilliance of such a shot lifted from Redlands.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. In April 1921, a gold medal Olympian showed up at the University of Redlands to set world track-running records. There was, however, no I-10 freeway to land anyone there. – Obrey Brown
It’s now, these days, over 100 years from a brilliant run in Redlands.
There was a guy who took a Golden Streak of the Golden West. A USC superstar. He was Sir Charles. Also known as the Winged foot of Mercury. Let’s not forget that Charles Paddock was part of Team USA.
At the 1920 Antwerp Olympics, Paddock was a gold medal sprinter, winner at 100-meter and part of the USA’s winning 4 x 100 relay. Overall in his career, Sir Charles wound up with two golds and two silvers during his Olympic appearances.
That 1920 Olympian was, in fact, that same Olympiad at which Redlands-based hurdler William Yount had participated.
Paddock was likely the track’s version of baseball’s Babe Ruth. Or boxing’s Jack Dempsey. Or tennis’ Bill Tilden. Or golfer Robert Jones. But he was a decorated sprint champion.
On April 23, 1921 – less than a year after he’d won the gold medal in Belgium – Paddock showed up at the University of Redlands. That day, Paddock broke four world records and equaled another one.
Charles Paddock, a 4-time Olympic medalist, two gold and two silver, showed up in Redlands and set four world records, tying another on April 23, 1921 (photo by Pasadena Sports Hall of Fame).
Paddock, whose historically significant role in a 1981 motion picture, “Chariots of Fire” – portrayed, incidentally, by Dennis Christopher – had shown up at Redlands for an exhibition within that USC-Pomona dual. That day, he reached no less than five world records.
In “Chariots of Fire,” there was nothing about Redlands, of course. Paddock had just a brief appearance next to those great Englanders, not to mention his USA mates. There was, in fact, nothing about those world marks he’d set on that April 23, 1921 afternoon in that San Bernardino County city.
Paddock, in fact, was a mere character at the 1924 Paris Olympics – a favorite who was chased down by Britain’s Harold Abrahams in the 200-meter.
Still, Paddock was part of America’s winning 4 x 100 relay that year.
FOUR RECORDS SET, ANOTHER TIED AT REDLANDS
Let’s not forget on that April 23 day at Redlands, that Pomona College outscored USC, 39-33, in a dual track meet. Paddock? Well, no. He was not a collegiate athlete, just making a high-level appearance at this meet not including that local university.
That same April 23 day, the four marks – 100-meter, 200-meter, 300-yard and 300-meter – while equaling the world mark at 100 yards, made that tiny little San Bernardino County city a mark in international track history.
Paddock was clocked at 9 and three-fifths seconds in the 100-yard dash.
For the close-by 100-meters, he sped 10.40, cracking 1912 U.S. Olympian Donald Lippincott’s mark by a fifth of a second.
Multiple Olympic gold medalist – St. Louis in 1900, Athens, Greece in the original 1896 – Archie Hahn’s 21 3/5-seconds over 200-meters fell to 21 1/5 via Paddock. That was more in Redlands on that April 23 day.
The world’s fastest human, Bernie Wefers’ 300-yard mark of 30 3/5 seconds was broken by two-fifths – Paddock in 30 1/5 at Redlands.
As for the 300-meter mark, held by 1912 Olympian Pierre Failliott of France in 1908 and equaled by Frigyes Mezei of Hungary in 1913 at 36 2/5 seconds was smashed by Paddock’s speed – 33 4/5 seconds.
That 220-yard mark, incidentally, was a mere three-fifths of a second for that world mark.
No, this April 23 field did not include the likes of Abrahams, Wiefers, Hahn, Lippincott, Failliott, Mezei – nor even Yount of Redlands.
IN REDLANDS, PADDOCK WAS WELL-KNOWN
Much-later Ted Runner, the longtime athletic director at the University of Redlands, was careful to point out Paddock’s connection to Redlands. Long before Runner’s time, but as a lifetime devotee of track & field, Runner was aware of Paddock of his lore that preceded him on that venerable university’s grounds.
No less than Guy Daniels, Jr. – whose dad, Guy, Sr. was a Redlands coach of that era – and another ex-Bulldog, Terry Roberts of Yucaipa, who was a student of Olympic history, knew of this Paddock legend. Throughout the years, a few weighed in with me on Paddock’s visit to Redlands.
Of course, neither Runner, Daniels, Jr., nor Roberts were present for Paddock’s 1921 appearance. They were in high admiration, however.
At Redlands that day, there were two races. Bob Weaver, president of the Amateur Athletic Union (AAU), was the starter.
No less than a reporter from the old Los Angeles Examiner had shown up that day to record the events. The local newspaper from Redlands was also on the scene. Weaver, president of that AAU, was the starter. That the AAU president, Weaver, was in attendance helped make it official.
Those records were verified.
Those on-the-scene reporters had shown up that day to record the events. They described conditions as “bitter” cold. Overcast, a little wind, some rain sprinkles, but it had died by race time. In other words, it was a likely surprise that Paddock could set any world records.
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Paddock, the racing, the background, some 3,000 to 5,000 attendees, was part of Southern Pacific’s AAU on that April 23 gathering. It was, according to that local paper, “shivering weather and a cold west wind.” Over a 20-minute period, this star-studded sprinter was ready.
This was a typical Charles Paddock finish, turning his left shoulder to the left as he crossed a finish line. This was the scene on April 23, 1921 at the University of Redlands when Paddock, 33 on his jersey, set world records in four events, tying another mark that same day (photo by USC sports information).
That highly significant Olympic sprinter ran two events, each extending events in both meters and yards with dual timers for each point. Familiar leaps across the finish, Paddock pulled off a straightaway siege in that 100-yarder, tying the world record in 9.6-second mark, winning a world mark with 10.4 seconds over 100-meters.
It wasn’t 20 minutes later, call it the 220-yards, then 200-meters, then 300-yards and 300-meters for Paddock – those further events going around a turn of that far different track spot that eventually faced on Brockton Ave.
Sure, Paddock was from Pasadena – close to where the University of Redlands’ top collegiate duelists Occidental and Cal Tech existed – he capped 300-meters in tiring form, described as collapsing into arms of a friend.
Here were the marks: a 21.1-second world mark in the 200-meter, 30.1-second world mark in the 300-yard, then cracked the 200-meter record by more than two full seconds.
That 220-yard mark was a mere three-fifths of a second for that world mark.
Paddock’s main competition came from the likes of Vernon Blenkiron, a 17-year-old from Compton High School, second against Redlands High’s Bob Allen, that year’s 1921 state 220 high school champion. Forrest Blalock, who spent two seasons on USC’s track team, also ran.
Paddock was described as “two yards in front of Blenkiron.” At one point, Paddock was “20 yards ahead of Blalock.”
TRACK & FIELD NEWS REDLANDS ACCOUNTS
According to Track & Field News, “with one jump he passed the 200-meter and 220-yard marks.
“On the sharp turn he ran, he seemed to weaken and slow down. Finally, he reached 300 yards. His sprint was nearly gone. Fighting every inch of the way he raced on toward the last tape, the 300-meter mark. He was now on the straightaway again. Pulling with eyes half shut and mouth open he passed the finish line and fell in a heap into the arms of waiting friends.”
On the shorter run that day, T&F News reported it this way:
“Down the stretch they came, Paddock seemingly unable to increase his lead. Fifteen feet from the tape Paddock gave a mighty bound and fairly flew over the finish line two yards ahead of Blenkiron. He came down heavily. Recovering, he took two quick strides and leaped for the tape at 100 meters.
“His first leap had enabled him again to equal the record for 100 yards. The two together gave him the record for 100 meters. Two such leaps as these made it appear that the boy must have had wings or a kangaroo hoof.”
Three years later, in Paris, it was Jackson Scholz who outdueled the Golden Streak of the Golden West in that for the gold. Paddock took the silver medal back to America – losing only that 100-meter to a fellow American.
There was a third Olympics in 1928 at Amsterdam. No medals. No finals. By 1943 at Sitka, Alaska, Paddock perished in an airplane crash. Nearly 43. Born in Texas, having moved to California as a child. He was a U.S. marine. Thirty-eight years later, his memory flashed forward in “Chariots of Fire.”
By 1976, Paddock was inducted to the National Track & Field Hall of Fame.
It’s curious that Paddock was California’s prep 220-yard champion in 1916, 1917 and 1918 for Pasadena High, then supplanted by Redlands’ Bob Allen in 1919, then again in 1921. By that point, Paddock was USC’s Golden Streak.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. In this case, a professional bowler was on his way from Torrance, California and now stopping on his way to a spot in Arizona. Went along with I-10 to get him there. – Obrey Brown
There was, by huge surprise, a mid-afternoon telephone call. I worked at a newspaper in Redlands. Mid-summer, 1982. Middle of the week. Very little was taking place around this city. Guys like me are always looking for a story. Well, here one was.
In those days, telephone calls were the lifeblood of any newspaper reporter. Most of the time, when callers weren’t complaining or spouting off, good calls often proved exotic and helpful tips. One afternoon, a very quiet female voice at Empire Bowl, the local bowling alley, had an alert.
“Earl Anthony,” she said, “is here right now … bowling.”
Anthony, who would eventually turn into the first-ever $1 million career winner, was a legendary figure on the Professional Bowling Association tour.
Though I doubted the caller’s accuracy, what would someone like Earl Anthony be doing in Redlands, of all places, right? It wouldn’t take a whole lot of effort to drive a few miles from the office to verify this report.
Earl Anthony? In Redlands? Let’s find out.
Earl Anthony, who missed the cut at a PBA tournament in Torrance, was on his way to another tournament in Tucson, Ariz. when he stopped off, at all places, Empire Bowl in Redlands (photo by Wikipedia Commons).Empire Bowl, located right next to a portion of Interstate 10, was in a fairly prominent spot along Colton Ave. It bordered along the North Side neighborhoods. A couple blocks west sat Bob’s Big Boy, a popular little restaurant. A little east was historic downtown Redlands.
I parked, got out, walked into the Empire. A crowd of people had converged to the far right portion.
This was the view from the corner of Redlands’ Empire Bowl, where PBA star Earl Anthony stopped by for practice (photo by Empire Bowl).
That female tipster’s phone call turned out to be true. Suddenly, I became a bowling writer. I hadn’t written much on bowling. Our newspaper relied on people turning in results.
Sure enough, there he was, rolling a ball. Alone. A lefty, to be sure. Smooth. Effortless. Confident. There were plenty of local watchers viewing him not all that far away. I strolled down in front of all those folks.
“Earl, do you have a minute?”
That left-handed, bespectacled gentleman motioned me over. We chatted for a while. First question: What in the heck was he doing here? Earl Anthony, a legendary bowling ace, laughed.
“I’m just passing through,” he said. “Thought I’d stop and roll a few just to get some exercise.”
We became quick friends. He ordered us a couple Cokes.
It was small talk, mostly. Lots of PBA titles. Earlier that year, he became that first-ever $1 million dollar cash earner. One year earlier, he was a Hall of Famer. Some major championships. He’d been PBA Player of the Year a handful of times.
That million dollar reach, though, came against Charlie Tapp that earlier year. The PBA National Championship, I asked him, when he copped that big 1981 event. Anthony nodded, then started at a single pin – which he nailed, by the way.
Funny, though. Anthony shared the news that he, at one time, had been a left-handed pitching hopeful with the Baltimore Orioles’ minor league, along with a few other insights about his life.
“My pitching helped my bowling, though. It helped my rhythm and concentration.”
At Redlands on that particular day, he let a ball roll down that Alley 40 – again.
PRO BOWLING IS ROUGH
We chatted a little about local showboats. They have bowlers in every city. At every tournament. They’re the dominant rollers at their “House,” no doubt. Pro bowling stars roll into town and have to take those locals on. You know, kind of like gunslingers taking on the city’s fastest gun.
Anthony, 43 at the time, laughed. “Yeah. Yeah. Sure, I’ve faced those kinds of guys. A lot of times. Didn’t always win.”
He’d just missed the cut at a tournament in Torrance, “so I figured I’d better get out here and practice a little.”
Each week, the PBA’s top bowlers were in contention.
“Mark Roth, Mal Acosta and guys like that,” he said, noting other PBAs. “I don’t mean to put down any town’s best bowlers, but usually the difference between them and us is the same as a high school baseball player coming up to the big leagues.”
Referring to the rabbit squad, he noted, a rabid group of bowlers trying to qualify for one of those 144 tournament spots, he noted, “there were 200 to 300 guys trying to qualify for 60 or 70 spots. Trust me, we’ve got our eyes on everyone.
“When they qualify, they’ve made no money – just the right to play in the tournament.”
Pro bowling is tough, he said. At that time, Anthony told me, “pro bowling was at an all-time high in popularity. There is more television coverage than ever.”
In the early 1980s, ABC was televising 16 straight weeks of events.
At that very moment we were talking, the Pennzoil Open in Torrance – the tournament at which he’d failed to qualify – was set to televise on fairly new sports channel ESPN.
His home was in the Northern California city of Dublin, bordering the Bay Area. Acosta and Rich Carrubba, current PBA members, were connected along that area, too.
TOP PBA GUYS REACH OUT AT HIM
Ah, but Anthony spoke of a new PBA rule which required its members to take on a 2 ½ -day course – things like how to handle money, talk to the press and public, plus learning PBA history. He wasn’t all that pleased.
“I’m insulted by it,” he said. “I think it’s a great idea for guys coming out. But they want me and everybody else to go back and I think it’s ridiculous.”
I’d reminded him that professional golfers, upon inception in the 1960s, did not require its current membership to qualify.
Said Anthony: “I used that same analogy with the PBA. They’re not listening to any of that. They still want us to attend.”
Sarcastically, he added, “I’ve only been on the tour for about 13 years.”
In other words, he was history.
A few years earlier, 1978, he topped the field for his 30th all-time triumph – “the Tournament of Champions,” he quietly noted. It wasn’t much longer that year that this man suffered a heart attack. He returned, though.
Ah! Some conversation toward me led to more shooting along that wall-based, widest lane at Redlands’ action center.
ANTHONY CLOSING IN ON HIS GOALS
We sipped our Cokes. In between questions and answers, he’d effortlessly roll his ball down the lane. Here was a guy that made his living by rolling a ball better than most.
Before leaving, I said, “You know, I’ve never taken a photo before. Would you mind?”
“Not at all,” he said. “Tell me what you need.”
The photo came out a little dark. It was publishable. I think I was more excited about the photo than I was the article I’d written. Redlands’ bowling public would discover that a PBA star had stopped briefly in their community, en route to Tucson, his next tournament stop.
Two years earlier, Anthony had suffered a heart attack.
“I’m fine now. I just want to start winning.”
I was done.
On my way out, I stopped at the front desk. Spotted an older woman.
“Are you the one who called me?”
She nodded.
“I owe you dinner for that. Appreciate what you did.”
“I get off at 6.”
“Bob’s?”
“Should I meet you there?”
It was, it turned out, the first and last time I’d ever see her.
Because of her, though, I’d met – and interviewed – Earl Anthony.
Those telephone calls are what every newspaper reporter requires to make it work on the pages.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. There was a connection with a Redlands resident who was a little knowledgeable with pro hockey’s greatest player. — Obrey Brown.
The Great One was walking toward the parking lot. It was halfway through a high school championship golf match. I recognized him instantly and I knew exactly what to say.
I said, “Lee Calkins says to say hello.”
This was surprising to the man, who was scurrying off to the parking lot. Something about an appointment he couldn’t miss. He’d been faster on a pair of skates. National Hockey League legend Wayne Gretzky, who couldn’t have been more shocked, said, “What is Lee doing nowadays?”
I told him that Lee was our newspaper’s main photographer, working alongside me, for our daily in Redlands. Truth is, there was no chat about Wayne’s brilliance during his years, especially in Edmonton, and Los Angeles while playing in the NHL.
Wayne Gretzky was walking off a golf course in Murrieta when Lee Calkins’ name was mentioned. He said, “Tell Lee I said hello.” (Photo by Wikipedia Commons.)
Gretzky was in a hurry to leave. His son, Ty, was playing golf for Oaks Christian High — a school way out in Los Angeles County. The team was good, too. The Great One had to show up to support his kid.
This was the National Hockey League’s greatest scorer. Arguments can be made that he’s the NHL’s greatest player.
Calkins, hired by the Redlands newspaper after a tryout shooter a professional soccer duel at Crafton Park – winning a spot on that publication easily.
I’d eventually discover his previous shooting gigs. He’d spent time shooting the Los Angeles Kings a few years earlier.
Then owned by Bruce McNall.
Then coached by Barry Melrose.
Players on that team included the phenomenal Marty McSorley, Luc Robitaille, defenseman Rob Blake, Jari Kurry. The goalie, of course, was Kelly Hrudey. Hockey history soared in L.A. during that era.
There was also, of course, Gretzky.
It should’ve come as no surprise that the Kings, during the 1992-93 season, skated into the Stanley Cup against the Montreal Canadiens. Only a few years earlier, Gretzky, McSorley & Co. had lifted the Edmonton Oilers to unbelievable heights.
McNall bought the Kings.
Nick Beverley, deputized by McNall to be an aggressive general manager, was turned loose. L.A. took an all-out assault on the NHL. Players were acquired to turn the Kings into contenders.
Watching from the front row glass was none other than Calkins, who sped down the freeway from Redlands during those years. There he was, his photo lenses shining onto the L.A. Forum ice in search of those hockey shots.
There were a couple pages of Calkins’ in a coffee table book, “A Day in the NHL.” Every arena was shot by someone. Calkins had the Forum. I remember Lee saying, “The Kings were a rough team in those years. They led the NHL in penalty minutes.”
Remember, this is coming from a recreational player who donned the mask and gloves, playing goalie.
It was right around that year 2009, I think, when Gretzky and I came face to face. Never before. Never again. His son, Ty, a learning golfer, would eventually spend collegiate days at Arizona State.
“Will you do me a favor?” Gretzky asked that day.
Sure.
“Tell Lee I said hello.”
Sounded Lee Calkins’ name was probably the only way to get his attention.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. If anyone recalls brilliant 1972 Olympian Mark Spitz, there was a key figure from Redlands who swam against him. – Obrey Brown
That day, August 28 back in 2018, was the 45th anniversary of an Olympic moment. So much history was locked from that 1972 Olympic Games. Held in Munich, located in West Germany, who could forget the slaughter of Israeli athletes by Palestinians in one of the world’s greatest divides?
Brilliant memories showcased that Olympics berth — good or bad.
U.S. men’s basketball team, for instance, lost a gold medal that led to an international incident.
On the plus side, there was wrestler Dan Gable and gymnast Olga Korbut, marathoner Frank Shorter and half-miler Dave Wottle, who came from behind to win the 800.
Meanwhile, American sprinters Rey Robinson and Eddie Hart, nowhere to be found in the 100 and 200 finals, missed their preliminary heats when they received the wrong starting times.
Swimming comes huge among most Olympic followers.
There were prime headlines coming from that Schwimmhalle, the Olympic swim center at the Munich Olympic Park. An American swimmer was re-writing the record books.
A Redlands swimmer, Robin Backhaus, was hot on his trail.
Mark Spitz. Seven gold medals. An American legend.
Robin Backhaus, a 17-year-old swimmer at the 1972 Munich Olympic Games, won a bronze medal in the butterfly (photo by Wikipedia Commons).Backhaus! Born in Nebraska. Attended Redlands High. His swim club was in Riverside. Following the Games, he’d wind up in Hawaii. Or Alabama. Even in Washington, the U.S. northwest.
On that Aug. 28, 1972, Backhaus notched that bronze medal off a brilliant third-place performance in the men’s 200-meter butterfly. His time, 2:03.23, finished behind Spitz’s world record 2:00.70, with Gary Hall, Sr. (2:02.86) and Backhaus completing the USA’s sweep.
Imagine that for a Redlands Connection! A Redlands swimmer was beaten only by a world record. In that 200-fly finale, Backhaus outlasted South America’s Ecuador’s Jose Delgado, Jr., fourth place, by over a second to grab that bronze medal.
A sharp performing pathway to the championship race was littered with challenges.
Truthfully, Backhaus posted the fastest time in those climbing heats which led to the finals. That 17-year-old from Redlands won, in 2:03.11, past West Germany’s Folkert Meeuw. By heat four in that 200-meter butterfly, Spitz won his race and stole away, however briefly Backhaus’ Olympic record’s swim.
Spitz, who surpassed Backhaus’ 2:03.11 clocking with a 2:02.11 of his own, claimed the record in that semifinal heat. The top two finishers from each heat qualified for the finals.
It took that world record swim from Spitz, his 2:00.70 outdueling Hall and Backhaus.
From left to right, Gary Hall, Sr., Mark Spitz and Robin Backhaus, who swept the 200-meter butterfly event at the 1972 Munich Olympic Games. Spitz, who won seven gold medals, set a world record in the race (photo by Wikipedia Commons).
Delgado, West Germany’s Hans Fassnacht, Hungary’s Andras Hargitay, East Germany’s Hartmut Flockner and Meeuw took fourth through eighth place in the overall outcome. Even Meeuw’s last place clocking, 2:05.57, was world class.
Backhaus was surrounded by brilliant talent on his U.S. Olympic team:
Jerry Heidenreich, two relay gold medals, part of six world records
John Murphy, a relay gold and bronze in the 100-back
Mike Stamm, silver medals in two backstroke events, plus a relay gold
Tom Bruce, former world record holder in 4 x 100 free
Steve Furniss, bronze, 100-individual medley
Gary Hall, Sr. – Two years before Munich, Hall set a world record in 200-fly
Mike Burton (3-time Olympic champion, former world record holder)
Steve Genter, gold medalist (silver in 100-free)
John Hencken, 13 world records, 21 American records
Doug Northway, like Backhaus, was 17, capturing bronze in the 1500-free
Tim McKee (3-time silver medalist)
A footnote to McKee: Swimming observers will recall a close finish – losing to Sweden’s Gunnar Larsson by two one-thousandths of a second in the 400-IM – in which the scoreboard reflected a dead heat at 4:31.98. In a controversial decision, event judges named Larsson the winner with a 4:31.981 to McKee’s 4:31.983.
Under new federation rules, timing to the thousandths of a second are now prohibited. It was that race which led to the change in rules.
That year’s U.S. swim side copped 43 medals, seven of its 17 gold medals won by Spitz, two shared in pair of relays.
Spitz, meanwhile, might’ve been caught up in the explosive nature of The Games. As a Jewish American, Spitz was asked to leave Germany before the closing ceremonies. The historically upsetting deaths of those Israeli athletes had left a trickle-down effect for the remainder of The Games.
POST-OLYMPIC CAREER
Domestically, Backhaus won three Amateur Athletic Union titles, at the indoor 200-yard butterfly in 1974, plus the 100-fly in 1973. He also won NCAA title in the 200-fly in 1975.
His club was based in Riverside. One of his coaches was Chuck Riggs, who would help develop several future champions, including Cynthia “Sippy” Woodhead. Riggs, eventually shifting to the Redlands Swim Team, was voted into the Swim Coaches Hall of Fame in 2018.
Chuck Riggs, who was coaching for the Riverside Aquatics Association in the early 1970s, had a hand in coaching Robin Backhaus’ climb to the Olympics in 1972. Riggs eventually became American Swim Coaches Association’s Hall of Famer.
While a Redlands resident, Backhaus performed plenty of celebratory swimming. In 1970, at the Pacific Southwest YMCA Swimming and Diving Championships, he set an age group record of 57.1 in a 100-yard butterfly chase, plus a 23.2 in 50-yard freestyle, merely fractions of a second off an age group record.
Sure, there were changes after The Games of 1972. Backhaus swam his senior season at San Rafael High School — north of San Francisco — after he transferred from Redlands High.
Backhaus’ college choice was Washington, later transferring to Alabama, which is where he graduated.
Backhaus, a teacher and swimming coach at Konawaena (Hawaii) High School, eventually surfaced as a swimming trainer in Texas and California for over 20 years.
A year after his Olympic exploits, Backhaus won a pair of gold medals, plus a bronze medal at the 1973 World Aquatics Championships in Belgrade, Yugoslavia.
There was a win in his specialty, the 200-fly, plus his part in the 4 x 200 freestyle relay. In the 100-fly, Backhaus took third.
Born on Feb. 12, 1955, Backhaus never swam competitively at Redlands High. He’s a Terrier Hall of Famer, though, easily a portion of that school’s growing history of top-level athletes that includes sharp-achieving athletes from almost any sport.
Backhaus’ only other hope for another Olympic event came in the 100-fly, but he was unable to qualify at the Trials.
Think of it this way: For a brief time, Backhaus held the Olympic record in that 200-meter butterfly. It took a world record swim, from Spitz of all people, to edge the Redlands teenager for the gold medal.
After retiring from competition, Backhaus worked as a teacher and coach at Konawaena High School in Kealakekua on a four-year service, then training swimmers in Texas and California for over 20 years.
There would no Olympic Games for Backhaus in Montreal 1976.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. – Obrey Brown
Curiously, there was a direct link from the NBA to the University of Redlands basketball program. Rob Yardley came in the form of a role player in the late 1979s, early 1980s. Upon examination, Yardley, an outgoing, intelligent and seemingly Christian-living soul, stood 6-foot-6 in a Bulldog uniform. Basketball historians, incidentally, might recognize the name of Yardley.
It was George Yardley, believe it or not, scoring a seasoned 2,000 points for the first time NBA history. From the past: Newport Harbor High School. Stanford. Seventh pick, NBA draft, 1950. Didn’t start playing until the 1953-54 season.
George Yardley, wearing the NBA uniform of the old Syracuse Nats, was the league’s top scoring threat until Wilt Chamberlain came into the league. Yardley was the first NBA player to surpass the 2,000-point milestone. (Photo by Wikipedia Commons).
In 1958, Yardley, then of the Detroit Pistons, scored 2,001 points. The NBA’s previous scoring mark came in 1951 when Minneapolis Lakers’ 6-foot-10 center George Mikan racked up 1,932 points. At 6-5, Yardley was a good-sized forward in 1950’s NBA hoops, and was “an offensive-minded player with a knack for scoring,” he noted on himself. Described as a “flamboyant” and “gregarious” player who “never did anything without flair,” Yardley had a stellar seven-year career, making the NBA All-Star team every year except for his rookie season.
He led the Fort Wayne Pistons to two NBA Finals before the team moved to Detroit in 1957. In 1957-58, that being these Pistons’ first season in Detroit, Yardley led the league in scoring, averaging 27.8 points.
That year, named All-NBA First Team the lone time over seven season, Yardley set NBA records with 655 free throws on 808 attempts. There was a curious trade by the Pistons to the Syracuse Nationals, the future Philadelphia 76ers. Following his sixth all-star season with Syracuse in 1959-60, averaging 20.2 points, George Yardley retired at the age of 31. He was the first player in NBA history to retire after averaging at least 20 points in his final year.
Although Alex Groza had a 21.7 scoring average in his final NBA season in 1951, his career ended as a result of a lifelong ban for point shaving, instead of a voluntary retirement like that of Yardley’s.
A year later, 1959, St. Louis Hawks’ center Bob Pettit broke Yardley’s mark. By 1962, Chamberlain’s single-season total in 1962 eclipsed that of Yardley and Pettit combined. Chamberlain wiped every scoring record off the books, averaging a shade over 50 points a game.
Who was this Yardley guy again?
George Yardley, incidentally, was Rob’s dad.
Rob Yardley, looking a little older and grayer than in his University of Redlands days in the early 1980s, was the son of an NBA great (Photo credit: LinkedIn.)
“No,” said the younger Yardley, who stood 6-foot-6, “he never did (pressure me) to play basketball. I thought I was going to be a tennis star, and he introduced me to tennis. I think he likes tennis more than basketball, anyway.”
One night, Yardley came off the bench to score eight points – hardly in Chamberlain’s class, or that of Pettit, or even his dad – in a 63-52 win at Occidental College, a campus located just outside Pasadena. But he did hit all four of his shots, eventually fouling out. He said, “I was a butcher out there. I kept leaning. Coach (Gary) Smith has told me a thousand times to keep my hands off the guy on the baseline.”
George was in Eagle Rock, Occidental’s home city, to watch his son play that night. In fact, that brilliant ex-NBA star was often seen at Currier Gym, the Bulldogs’ home gym in Redlands.
Think about it: George Yardley played against the likes of Chamberlain, Pettit, Bill Russell, Bob Cousy and Elgin Baylor, Mikan — you name it. There were wire service photos of George Yardley going up against Russell and Cousy. Retired at 31, George played a little in 1961-62 with the Los Angeles Jets, a much-forgotten team from the old American Basketball League.
By contrast, Rob Yardley was neither an NBA player or even an All-Conference player at Redlands. Like his dad, both were wport Harbor High. Then it was off to Orange County Junior College, then a two-year stint at Redlands.
For locals, it was an interesting Redlands Connection.
A Redlands Connection is a concoction of sports memories emanating from a city that once numbered less than 20,000 people. From pro football’s Super Bowl to baseball’s World Series, from dynamic soccer’s World Cup to golf’s and tennis’ U.S. Open, major auto racing, plus NCAA Final Four connections, Tour de France cycling, more major tennis like Wimbledon, tiny connections to that NBA and a little NHL, major college football, Kentucky Derby, aquatics and Olympic Games, that sparkling little city sits around halfway between Los Angeles and Palm Springs on Interstate 10. Don’t get off brilliant cyclists that have shown up including one future Tour de France champion, 1998 Redlands runner-up Cadel Evans, along with quite a few handfuls of brilliant riders from that worldwide spectacular event. – Obrey Brown
DOWNTOWN REDLANDS WAS FAILING, say, in the early 1980s. Maybe it didn’t see like its minimal downtown businesses were worth any way of drawing outsiders, or even its own citizens. How could anyone improve its State Street look? What could attract visitors?
Try this: Something happened in Orange County during the summer of the 1984 Los Angeles Olympics. Road race champion Alexi Grewal won that race held in Mission Viejo. A year later, cycling was showing up in Redlands.
Anyone remember that?
It needed saving. Business was down. Anxieties were up. The future of this glorious community seemed on the line. Would business owners be able to survive?
Turn to sporting events.
Mayor Carole Beswick, city councilman Dick Larsen, plus a contributing member of Redlands society, Denmark’s Peter Brandt, who had professional connections to bicycle racing, concocted a plan.
Former Redlands Mayor Carole Beswick launched the biggest sports plan ever in city history to claim a spot in the sports world by organizing the Redlands Bicycle Classic.
There were plenty of others, including Craig Kundig, a local business owner whose future commitment as Race Director led to some of the events’ greatest growth.
Former Redlands Bicycle Classic race director Craig Kundig, who is still part of the committee, delivered several stunning additions and ideas during his days.
On the heels of that 1984 Los Angeles Summer Olympic Games, at which U.S. cyclists like Steve Hegg (time trials), Ron Kiefel, Davis Phinney came away with gold medals, the feeling was simple:
Why not bring a professional cycling event to Redlands? Answer is simple: They did. It was a clean-air sport. Shutting down city streets, opening it up to pro cycling, seemed to be a cool answer. Would the city’s residents respond well?
When Phinney, a top USA cyclist from Team 7-Eleven, won the 1986 Redlands Classic, he was asked to reflect on his experiences in racing at the famed Tour de France.
He was amenable for a while. Phinney, though, recognized what his Redlands victory really meant.
“Let’s talk,” he said, taking full control of the post-event media interviews, “about the Tour of Redlands.”
Lurking behind the crowd in the media center – the basement of a local bank – Beswick & Co. cheered the moment. Phinney was, perhaps, the USA’s top cycling spokesman. Talking it up about Redlands helped the cause.
Team 7-Eleven shouldn’t have even been racing at Redlands. The team was racing in Europe when civil unrest was taking place. Said Kundig: “They just decided to get out of there and come out here.”
“Out here?” It was Redlands.
Thirty-four years later, not only has the Redlands Bicycle Classic survived, but it’s outlasted virtually every other U.S. cycling event. Throughout the preceding 33 years, the event has moved from its Memorial Day weekend, thrust itself into February, March and April offerings. One year, it was held back in May.
The reason was simple: In late May, the globe’s best teams were setting up for races back east or even in Europe. Those teams’ budgets weren’t big enough to withstand travel back to the west coast for Redlands.
Redlands wanted to build its race on the backs of cycling’s best. By shifting its calendar dates to the beginning of the season, teams that often train in California could easily schedule at Redlands.
There was even a 1999 street sprint in downtown Redlands on State Street, perhaps taking advantage of track specialist Johnny Bairos, who won that stage, incidentally, against the biggest names in U.S. racing.
Bairos, a Redlands product, went on to the 2000 Sydney Olympics. To this date, Bairos is the only local cyclist to ever win a Redlands Classic stage.
Plenty of other winners came from overseas – Russia and Great Britain, France and Germany, Canada, Poland, Switzerland and South America, to name a few.
Historically speaking, the Redlands Bicycle Classic may have no equal as an athletic event throughout San Bernardino County.
The white elephant in the room for cycling, of course, is its drug scandals, which have rocked the sport.
Consider this: The Redlands Classic has long since tested athletes for drugs. There have been no disqualifications.
Three-time Tour de France winner Greg LeMond comes to mind.
Three-time Tour de France champion Greg LeMond never did race at the Redlands Bicycle Classic. But the remarkable cyclist, who overcame getting shot, bounced back to win again overseas. Eventually, he showed up at Redlands to lead a Fun Ride (photo by Wikipidia Commons).
We’re wondering, out loud, that if cycling’s rampant doping regimen hadn’t taken place if he would’ve eventually stayed in Europe rather than cut down his cycling riding career?
Cycling could’ve been a clean sport. While the peleton of lesser-gifted cyclists passed an un-drugged LeMond, he might’ve even brought a team to Redlands.
Redlands was always beckoning to cycling’s top stars to come and race.
The guess here is that he’d have shown up in, say, 1994, 1995, who knows?
That’s the kind of reach the Redlands Bicycle Classic has.
LeMond, incidentally, did come to Redlands one year. He’d retired. Showed up here, courtesy of the organizers, to lead a Fun Ride. He spent time with a couple of us media types – Paul Oberjuerge of the San Bernardino Sun and me – in the boardroom of a downtown Redlands bank.
There was a hint – but nothing stated out loud – that something was wrong with cycling.
Then there was Lance Armstrong, yet to unload a series of victories in the Tour de France
There was a story circulating in the late 1990s that Lance Armstrong, who had been suffering from testicular cancer, would not only recover but make his comeback race at the Redlands Bicycle Classic (photo by Wikipedia Commons).
The redoubtable Kundig confided to me that Armstrong, suffering from the ravages of testicular cancer, might show up at Redlands at, of all places, to race in his comeback event.
Kundig gave me that impression more than a few times. I believe he was hoping. Armstrong had yet to win a single Tour de France, but he was about to launch a fabulous – later stripped from the history books – career in Europe.
“It was on their schedule to come here … with Lance,” said Kundig. “He made the decision on his own to go straight from here to Europe.”
The Postal team, at that time, was training in nearby Palm Springs. Kundig was riding, ironically, next to Armstrong during a training ride in the Coachella Valley. He asked Armstrong about the plans.
“He told me, ‘That was the plan (to race at Redlands), but I decided that I’m going to Europe.’ “
His U.S. Postal Service team had landed at Redlands with four straight champions – Tomas Brozyna, Dariusz Baranowski, Jonathan Vaughters and Christian Vande Velde. All were featured players on Armstrong’s Postals.
Imagine the publicity Armstrong received by racing at Redlands.
L.A. Times.
Sports Illustrated.
ESPN.
CNN.
The joint would’ve been rocking.
Too bad Armstrong picked his comeback race in Europe.
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It’s spread from Redlands to Yucaipa and Loma Linda, Highland and Route 66 in North San Bernardino, in the nearby mountains of Crestline, even to the Fontana-based Auto Club Speedway, plus Mt. Rubidoux over in Riverside, plus a road stage that wound its way past Lake Mathews.
The final two days have always been reserved for Redlands – finish line on Citrus Avenue, downtown – where the city can highlight its downtown image a la the original Beswick-Larsen dream. Talk about drawing large race watchers to improve that growing city area.
All they needed was a plan.
Cycling. It’s been long billed as an event “Where Legends Are Born.” That’s based on the fact that top-racing Redlands competitors often bolt for bigger races and become hugely successful overseas.
Original champion Thurlow Rogers, 1985, may have set the tone for that theme. And incidentally: That 1984 Olympic road racing champion, Grewal, showed up to win at Redlands five years later.
NEXT WEEK: The Tour de France connects with Redlands.