Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Reliving Johnny Damon's days as a proud Kansas City Royal and new father

I revisited my 1999 cover story on George Brett during last year’s appearance by the Kansas City Royals in the World Series. Now, I look back on another favorite story I wrote on the Royals in 1999 of Johnny Damon.

As the Royals’ feature writer at the time for Kansas City Sports & Fitness Magazine, my publisher told me I could go deep and make this Sept. 1999 story on Damon over 2,000 words. I was thrilled since I loved long-form journalism. Before I met with Damon for our interview, I read many magazines and all of his clippings the Royals’ media relations office gave me. Many kudos to the Royals for helping this young writer at the time. In fact, they were always very kind to me that season I covered them and always helped me with whatever I needed.

I eventually met with Damon while the Royals were finishing up another putrid season in the dog days of summer. It was an appropriate day to interview him since the first 10,000 fans 14-and-under received a Johnny Damon Life-Size poster that game at Kauffman Stadium against Tampa Bay.

We had a roughly 30-minute interview by his clubhouse locker as one of our magazine photographers took pictures. It was a very deep and personal interview with Johnny telling me about his relationship with his childhood sweetheart and then-wife Angie Vannice, his lovely twins, and how happy and proud he was of being a father. He also spoke of giving back to the community, of comparisons to him and Hall of Famer George Brett, meeting Cal Ripken as a kid, and his childhood days playing baseball. It was the kind of interview and story I dreamed about, of an introspective athlete giving thoughtful and heartfelt answers to deep questions.

I still remember my first question to Johnny that day: "What were some of the significant events growing up that helped shape you as a person or player?" That question went straight to his heart, as he opened up about his first date with Angie, their relationship, and being a new father.

A lot has changed with Johnny Damon since that interview. He divorced Angie three years later in 2002, while marrying Michelle Mangan in 2004. Johnny and Michelle now have seven kids together.

Some other things have changed. Playing in virtual obscurity in Kansas City from 1995-2000, Johnny became a national baseball celebrity with the Boston Red Sox (where he wrote a book and won a World Series in 2004) and with the New York Yankees, where he won another World Series in 2008. Johnny has also played with Oakland (before joining Boston), Detroit, Tampa Bay, Cleveland, and even the Thailand National Baseball team. 

He last played in the majors on Aug. 1, 2012 at age 38 against, coincidentally, the Royals. Johnny went hitless in four at-bats, but after the game, I’m sure he got unconditional love from his kids, just how he did the night before our interview in 1999 when he went 0-for-5.

While he’s never officially announced his retirement, Johnny had a great career since his major league debut on Aug. 12 (my birthday), 1995. He played 18 years in 2,490 games with a career batting average of .284. Johnny also amassed 2,769 hits (No. 52 all time), 408 stolen bases, 235 home runs and 522 doubles.

According to baseballreference.com, Johnny made an astounding $111,689,000 during his career.

Here is that story about Damon from 16 years ago, one of the most memorable sports features I’ve ever written.

Johnny Damon’s life changed forever when he first met Angie Vannice on April 18, 1989. Just a bright-eyed 15-year-old, Damon realized it was time to settle down. The two began dating and fell in love.
“We both knew that we were going to be together,” Damon said. “The rest is history.”
While Johnny and Angie were married on Dec. 18, 1992, their first date wasn’t exactly magical. The star Kansas City Royals outfielder laughs when recalling the scene.
“I got her in trouble,” Damon said. “Her dad was going to pick her up at Universal Studios. She had a dance practice and wasn’t there. She was out with me. She came out to one of my track meets, and I was driving. She was scared to death. I was 15 at the time driving my mom’s car.”
Damon, who actually started driving when he was 12, got Angie home that night safely and eventually won over her father’s approval. He now has his wife to thank for providing him with a positive and stabilizing influence during his teenage years. Angie taught him that he “didn’t have to go to parties and meet a new girlfriend or anything.”  
She also influenced Damon to stop playing football. He heeded Angie’s call, and focused all his energies into becoming a great baseball player. As a senior at Dr. Phillips High School in Orlando, Fla., Damon was regarded as the best player in the country. He also played on a powerhouse club. When Damon stepped to the plate that year, the public address announcer would say: “Now batting for the number one team in the nation, the number one player in the nation, Johnny Damon.”
A hometown hero and legend was born. When Damon wasn’t terrorizing opposing teams with his bat and speed, he spent time signing autographs with a smile.
“I’ve always had a good backing,” Damon said. “It’s a great feeling knowing you have touched people’s lives.”
He now feels blessed to be touching the lives of his own children —  Madelyn Layne and Jackson Scott. The twins were born this past year on April 22. Now, almost four months later, Damon sits by his clubhouse locker and talks thoughtfully and passionately about the demands of balancing baseball and fatherhood. 
It’s 11:15 a.m. and about two hours before the Royals host the Tampa Bay Devil Rays. Damon, who arrived at Kauffman Stadium at 10:30, has just returned from loosening up his aching muscles and joints in the jacuzzi. While Damon went 0-for-5 last night in a loss to Tampa Bay, he’s feeling lucky today knowing the first 10,000 fans 14-and-under receive a Johnny Damon Life-Size poster.   
He actually feels lucky every day playing in Kansas City and being with his wife and twins. Damon loves the fact that the young Royals' fans and his own kids accept him unconditionally, regardless if he goes 0-for-5 or 5-for-5. He describes what transpired when he returned home from Kauffman Stadium last night at 11.  
“I obviously didn’t have a good game,” said Damon, who cools off and takes a sip of Pepsi. “When you go home, you got to put on your number one parent face. They gave me a big smile that can light up the room. It’s a great feeling knowing that there are more important things out there than the game of baseball, and they show that to me every time I come up to see them.” 
Damon said he and Angie then gave the twins their feeding and put them to bed. The babies slept through the night, and woke up at 8 a.m.
“They’re very good kids,” Damon said fondly. “My wife’s got the next feeding, and that’s probably going on right now. They’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Being able to see the little version of you is definitely real. My son is exactly like me and my daughter is exactly like my wife. It’s very comfortable to know that these little things rely on you so much.”
How about his most memorable occasion to date as a father?

“When they started laughing,” Damon answered. “That’s the biggest moment because you know they’re happy at that time. They seem to be doing that all the time.”
 
Soon, Damon politely excuses himself and says he has to take batting practice. He returns in 15 minutes. Damon is now the center of attention, as a carton full of his posters sits in the middle of the clubhouse. His teammates can’t resist having some good-natured fun.  Jermaine Dye grabs four posters and throws them over to Damon, while Jeremy Giambi asks: “Johnny, can I have your autograph?” Damon smiles and chuckles. 
He now unrolls the poster and notices some “controversy.” It seems Damon (6-2) is pictured in the poster with a glass of milk in his hands standing at a mere 6-feet. The caption reads: “Milk, the number one sports drink for Johnny Damon and you.”
“They have me two inches shorter,” Damon shrugs.
Nobody has ever really sold Johnny Damon short as a baseball player or a human being.  He has been a giant in the community since beginning his career in Kansas City four years ago. Damon feels a responsibility as a professional athlete to give back to the needy and be a role model for children. He is currently involved in numerous charities, including serving as a spokesperson for the Muscular Dystrophy Association and co-chairman of the Medical Center of Independence Benefit Golf Classic.
Damon’s selfless spirit made him the 1998 Royals/True Value Hardware Roberto Clemente Man of the Year nominee for outstanding service to his team and the community. He was also nominated for the 1998 Branch Rickey Award, which honors the Major League baseball player who best personifies “Service Above Self.” 
Damon’s voice now softens as he speaks about the one cause most dear to him — MDA.  He says he grew up with a friend who had muscular dystrophy. While his friend is still confined to a wheelchair, Damon continues his fight against the disease by doing public service announcements and fundraising.
“I do my fair share,” Damon said, “but, of course, you wish you could do more. You wish you could get in the lab and find a cure for the disease.”
A sensitive and compassionate person, Damon is always reaching out to others. He described the emotional feeling he receives supporting the Wyandotte Sheriff’s Department Victims of Crime Program, which offers counseling and companionship to area youngsters who have been victims of various types of crimes. Damon, along with Frank White, George Brett and Sluggerrr (Royals' mascot), visit these children and give them hope.
“Many of them haven’t smiled in a couple of years,” said Damon, rubbing his eyes. “When they see us, we tend to bring a smile to their face. It’s definitely a great moment. A lot of them, their parents got killed. It’s real devastating the stories you hear. It seems like each story just crushes you.”
Asked where he received his giving roots, Damon is quick to credit his parents. “My father was in the Army,” Damon said. “He served our country — the greatest achievement you could have.”
Jimmy Damon was an Army staff sergeant in Thailand when he met his future wife, Yome. A few years later, Johnny was born in Fort Riley, Kan. Located just about two hours west of Kauffman Stadium, Johnny Damon was destined to be a Kansas City Royal.
The military family, which also included Johnny’s older brother, James, moved to Okinawa, Japan, Clarksville, Tenn., and finally to Orlando.  Damon grew up idolizing James, who was always the best athlete on the block. Johnny wasn’t so bad either, showing remarkable power as a 6-year-old playing T-Ball in Tennessee. He liked all sports through the years, including track, soccer and football. Baseball, though, was always his first love.
He honed his skills as a teenager living in a “middle class area” in Orlando with a “bunch of tough kids who would stay out all night and play baseball until the sun came down.”  
“We were all pretty good ballplayers,” Damon said. “We had tons of fun running around the neighborhood. We’d run into trees. That gave us toughness. I just think my childhood was so good. My parents let me be free in whatever I did. I was able to skip days of school to hang out with my parents and my brother as long as I got good grades. I got straight A’s in high school, so I skipped a lot more days than I should have,” he said, smiling.
Damon certainly hasn’t skipped many days on the baseball field. In fact, he recently surpassed Hal McRae and became the Royals’ all-time endurance king when he played in his 264th consecutive game on July 31 against the Texas Rangers.

It has indeed been an interesting journey for Damon since his debut in Kansas City on August 12, 1995. Fresh from Double-A in Wichita, the young phenom started that night in center field against Seattle. All Damon did was collect three hits, one run, and one RBI.

“My heart was racing a 100 miles an hour,” he said. “It was non stop. It took a couple of days to come down to earth. That’s a day I’ll always remember.”
Damon didn’t stop there, hitting safely in his next seven games. He finished the season playing in 47 games and batting .282. Arguably the most hyped Royals' player since rookie Clint Hurdle graced the cover of Sports Illustrated on March 20, 1978, Damon was hailed as the team’s savior and the “next George Brett.” 
 
Although Damon has produced consistent numbers the past four years (he was hitting a career .275 coming into the season), they are certainly not superstar statistics. The hype has now finally died, and Damon is thriving. Despite a rough early season, he’s having his best year in the majors and hitting around .300. So what about those early comparisons to Brett?
“I mean I never wanted to be George Brett,” he said. “I only wanted to be Johnny Damon. That’s where my identity is now. George and I are different players. He was a third baseman and I’m an outfielder. I guess we’ll leave it at that.”
Damon said he pushes himself daily to reach his potential. Even in the dog days of summer with the Royals well below .500, he and his teammates continue coming to the park with a purpose.  
  
 “It’s too far in the season to just quit and not strive to be the best that we can be,” Damon said. “All we have to do is go out there and gut it out, just show the fans that we’re still out there playing hard. Granted, we do have a lot of guys who are tired. It’s been a roller coaster ride all year, but there’s nothing better that we’d like to do than play baseball.”
As for today’s game against Tampa Bay, Damon is eager to play baseball and give the fans something to remember.
“It’s going to be a good day,” he said. “Hopefully, the kids will put it (poster) on the wall for a very long time and not play darts with my picture. They can measure their growth progress. It’s exciting. Hopefully, I’ll got out there and steal some bases and make this an even more special day.”
Game time nears as Royals' public address announcer Dan Hurst introduces the home team’s starting lineup: “Batting first, playing left field, Johnny Damon. Honorary left fielder is Alex Martinez.” Damon and the boy run out onto the field. The Royals' star now kneels down and signs a baseball for Alex. As all the Royals and honorary players are finally introduced, Damon trots back to the dugout and high fives Sluggerrr. He waves to fans and signs more autographs for kids in the stands.
Damon has always had time for the fans. After all, he vividly remembers the day as a child when he met Cal Ripken during spring training at Tinker Field in Orlando.   
“He took time out to sign autographs,” Damon said. “That was definitely a thrill to meet him. It’s hard to believe that 20 years down the road that he still takes the time to sign autographs for fans. It leaves a special mark, especially with a young kid like me at the time.”
Coincidentally, some people in baseball said Damon would eventually inherit Ripken’s role as the industry’s ambassador when he arrived in the majors. While he probably won’t ever break Ripken’s all-time record for consecutive games played (2,632), Damon is definitely leaving his own mark with the next generation.
Both children and even adults alike appreciate Damon’s generosity and humble nature. Royals' scouting director Art Stewart paid Damon perhaps the ultimate compliment when he told USA Today Baseball Weekly in 1996:
“If I had a son, I’d want him to be like Johnny.”
Kansas City’s own Johnny David Damon had a hit and scored one run this afternoon against Tampa Bay. While the Royals lost 5-3, Damon knows his wife and kids will welcome him with open arms when he returns home.
 “Having twins is supposed to be a hard thing to do, but we’re having fun with it,” he said. “We’re winging it and whatever happens, happens. That’s the way we both approach life. ... I’ve always been one of those guys way out of this planet as far as the way I think. I  always think you got to have fun. Just live life and be happy with whatever you’re given.”






Saturday, June 6, 2015

1977-78 KU Team Took Jayhawk Fans On A Magical Ride

Nobody can ever replace my first true Kansas basketball love. That was the 1974 Final Four team, which captured my heart, soul and imagination as I fell in "love" with players like Rick Suttle, Dale Greenlee, Roger Morningstar and Norm Cook. But after winning its second-straight Big Eight title in 1975 and then suffering two seasons without an NCAA berth, the 1977-78 squad became my second love as an 11-year-old growing up in Lawrence and remains one of my all-time favorite Jayhawk teams.
With veteran players John Douglas ("The Franchise"), Clint Johnson, Ken Koenigs, Paul Mokeski and Donnie Von Moore returning from an 18-10 team the previous year, I knew KU could be pretty good. But with the addition of freshman phenoms Darnell Valentine and Wilmore Fowler, I thought the Jayhawks could actually be great.
Valentine was KU’s first McDonald's All-American from Wichita, a 6-2 do-everything point guard who led his Heights team to an undefeated season his senior year (the 1977 Wichita Heights team is arguably the best prep squad in Kansas history), while Fowler from Palmetto, Florida, was one of the top three high school guards in the country behind Magic Johnson and Valentine, a deadly outside shooter and phenomenal leaper. 
Fowler was so talented that fans would line up three hours before his prep games seeking autographs, and the Detroit Pistons considered drafting him out of high school, something relatively unheard of in that era. Wilt Chamberlain even called his house trying to recruit him to KU.
I remember taking the short walk up my street on 27th Terrace to the first day of school that year at Broken Arrow as a sixth grader and talking to my friends like Clark about the excitement of Kansas basketball with the heralded additions of Valentine and Fowler, and how much of an impact they could make on Jayhawk hoops in 1977-78 as one of the best backcourts in the land.
I surely thought this could be a magical year.
Despite those two fab newcomers, KU wasn't perceived as a national contender, or even a Big Eight leader for that matter.
"We were not even picked in the top three or four in the league that year," then-KU coach Ted Owens said in John Hendel's 1991 book, "Kansas Jayhawks: History-Making Basketball."
"Kansas State was heavily favored to win the league. They had a great team. They had Rolando Blackman and Curtis Redding, out of New York who was an excellent player, and a backcourt player, Mike Evans. They had a terrific basketball team and they were heavily favored.”
KU needed to make a strong run at the league title to help Owens' job security. He was on the hot seat after the 1977 season.
“He’s the best coach in the Big Eight,” Douglas said in a wire story. “He shouldn’t be fired.”
Owens and KU made a statement with a 121-65 season-opening victory over Central Missouri State. Kansas won its first five games, eclipsing 100 points three times and scoring 99 points against Fordham in the second game.
But KU fell at home to No. 1 and eventual NCAA champion Kentucky, 73-66, in a hard-fought game on Dec. 10. The Jayhawks rebounded and easily beat Saint Louis at home and then ORU in Tulsa before losing another contest at powerhouse Arkansas, 78-72, a team which would earn a Final Four berth and featured the famed “Triplets” in Sidney Moncrief, Marvin Delph and Ron Brewer.
The Jayhawks then entered the Big Eight Holiday Tournament in Kansas City, crushing Missouri and edging Oklahoma for a battle against KSU in the title game. KU trailed by 12 points at halftime before surging in the second half for a big 67-62 victory. Senior Von Moore, one of my favorite players (I once named my city-league softball team after him) who overcame a life threatening illness earlier in his career, came up big with 20 points and was named the tourney's MVP.
Kansas built its winning streak to eight with five more victories, capped off with another big win over the previously Big Eight unbeaten Wildcats at home, 56-52, on Jan. 21. The crimson and blue fans showered the showboat Redding with hot dogs when he was introduced, a foreshadowing about how Von Moore and the Jayhawks would be treated in Manhattan in the rematch.
Finally, KU lost to Nebraska, 62-58, in Lincoln four days later, but still stood at 15-3 overall and 5-1 in league play. However, Owens knew he needed to make some changes.
“Defeat is often difficult to swallow, but out of trials, a coach makes adjustments that, many times, led to future success,” Owens wrote in his 2013 book, “At the Hang Up.”
“We decided to quit juggling our lineups and committed to a set starting team and a rotation off the bench. Ken and Paul started inside, backed by Donnie Von Moore, while John Douglas, Clint Johnson and Darnell Valentine started on the perimeter, backed up by Wilmore Fowler. Others also filled the bench, including Milt Gibson, Brad Sanders, Booty Neal, Mac Stalcup and Scott Anderson.”
The Jayhawks responded with the new lineup by winning their next eight games to close out the regular season. I can remember how excited I was sitting with my dad at Allen Fieldhouse in Section 2, Row 4, Seat 3 just watching the squad warm up before the game and knowing I was witnessing the No. 5 ranked team in the country. I got chills thinking about that and seeing my heroes like Douglas, Koenigs and Von Moore lead the 'Hawks to such a memorable season.
I put them on a pedestal; to me, they could do no wrong.
Except one player. While Valentine was doing an outstanding job as floor leader, I always got mad at him for not passing enough to Douglas on the fast break. Douglas became my hero and captured my imagination the previous year, especially when he exploded for 46 points at Iowa State (that still stands as the most points scored by a Jayhawk on the road) and finished as KU's leading scorer at 19.2 points per game. He was my favorite player on the 1978 team and I wanted him to score most of the points. But I still liked Darnell, and he would eventually become my all-time favorite Jayhawk after Douglas left Kansas.
This was basically an eight-man team with seven players averaging from Valentine's high of 26.2 minutes per game to Fowler's 22.1 minutes per contest. Owens kept people happy by dividing the minutes so equally, and even Sanders contributed as eighth man averaging 3.0 points in 10.0 minutes per game.
The parts meshed well; this was a balanced and close-knit team with four players averaging in double figures. Valentine was the star who paced the team at 13.5 points and set a freshman record with 130 assists and 80 steals. The 6-2 Douglas, who was adept at guarding bigger players, ranked second in scoring at 12.7 points per game, while Koenigs averaged 11.1 points and led the team with a 60.3 field goal percentage. Von Moore, who was a great sixth man, averaged 10.7 points and 6.5 rebounds per game, while Mokeski (9.3 ppg, team-high 8.5 rpg) could be a force as well.
Johnson, a fearless hustler who never saw a loose ball he didn't like, chipped in 8.2 points while gunner Fowler averaged 7.0 points per contest.
As good as KU was, opponents tried to shut the Jayhawks down. KU was a victim of abuse when it visited Manhattan on Feb. 11 for a nationally televised contest against KSU. Hendel wrote:
"As an answer to the hot-dog bombardment in Lawrence, Kansas State students came up with a dig of their own. Several students showed up in monkey suits and, during the Kansas introductions, pelted the court with bananas and chickens, which had been painted blue. The game was delayed more than 20 minutes while the fruit and fowl was cleaned off the floor."
A classy Von Moore was the students' prime target. Donnie told me in an interview in 2000 that the K-State students even called him "ape man," and he was so distraught he doesn't recall scoring a point that game.
“It was like total shock,” Von Moore said. “To me, it was racist. It was cruel and mean spirited. You wouldn’t think educated, college people would stoop to a level like that in response to people throwing a couple of hot dogs, saying a player is a hot dog, then turning it around and saying you got a gorilla or ape playing on your team and throwing bananas.”
The move by K-State didn't help its cause; KU beat the Wildcats for the third-straight time that season, 75-63, with Douglas and Fowler scoring 18 points each. Kansas then beat Iowa State and Nebraska at home before clinching the Big Eight title (13-1) with a win at Colorado. This marked Owens' sixth Big Eight crown and the 35th conference championship since Kansas started league play in 1908.
“What a season it had been,” Owens wrote in his book. “A team picked to finish fourth in the league won the league instead and only lost a total of three games to date. Two of those losses came against Kentucky and Arkansas, teams ranked in the top five that would advance to the Final Four.
“Looking ahead, realizing the dream of winning a national championship was a real possibility with first and second round games in Wichita, the regional games in Allen Fieldhouse and the Final Four in St. Louis.”
However, at 23-3, KU still had some unfinished business looming with the Big Eight Tournament. After beating Colorado, 82-66, on Feb. 28, Kansas lost its first game to KSU that season in the semifinals, 87-76, as the Wildcats outscored KU by 15 points from the free throw line.
It was a heartbreaking loss for me, Owens, the Jayhawks and all KU fans. I remember listening to that game on the radio in our living room with Tom Hedrick calling the contest, and hearing Douglas miss a crucial 10-footer in the final minutes or so before we fell to the Wildcats, just realizing what a great opportunity we had slip away.
"We beat Kansas State three times," Owens told Hendel. "Beat them in the (holiday) tournament and beat them two other times. Kansas State finished fourth, they had a very disappointing year for them (18-11). It's just tough to beat a good team four times in a year.
"Everything was laid out perfectly for us,” Owens added. “All we had to do was win the Big Eight Tournament (and advance to Wichita and Allen Fieldhouse)... If there was ever a situation laid out perfectly from a geographic standpoint, from the standpoint of having great fan support, it was that year."
Unfortunately, the pesky Wildcats stole the party.
"They just put a wonderful game together, which they were capable of doing," Owens said. "And we just did not have a great game.”
The NCAA didn’t seed teams then, so sent the Jayhawks out to Eugene, Oregon, to begin tourney play against Pac-10 champion UCLA, while MU, which won the Big Eight Tournament, got placed in Wichita with just a 14-15 record.
"We walked through the Big Eight. We lost that one league game and we lost in the Big Eight Tournament," Koenigs told Hendel. "Had it been set up the way things are now (with seeding), we probably would have gotten a Midwest (regional), which was actually in Lawrence, but because then we got knocked out by K-State, we ended up going out west."
Owens added:
"Five of the top 10 teams in the country were in the Western Regional--UCLA, Arkansas, North Carolina, New Mexico, and us. It was loaded with great teams.”
Still, the Jayhawks headed into the Big Dance with confidence knowing they were playing well and had the stellar Valentine at point guard.
"I honestly don't think that we had a cohesiveness as a group as maybe when Darnell came," Koenigs told Hendel. "That was probably the most cohesive year. We all got along very well together.”
Koenigs talked more about Valentine and the team chemistry to me in a 2001 interview.
“It was a great team,” Koenigs said. “Things kind of clicked. There were some good guys on that team. Obviously, Darnell brought a lot to the table and helped finish off the picture and made a great contribution.”
While I wished KU opened the tournament in Wichita, I was still hyped about playing the tradition-rich Bruins in the first round. Although UCLA was a strong team which featured future NBA star forward Kiki Vandeweghe and boasted a strong backcourt with Roy Hamilton and Ray Townsend (the brother of longtime KU assistant Kurtis), I thought we could beat John Wooden’s squad and make a run to the national championship.
 
My dad and I had lunch before the game at a Chinese restaurant in Lawrence, bonding together while discussing topics like whether Von Moore could play in the NBA. We frequently talked about the chances of KU players making the NBA, and I know we were both rooting for Donnie.
"We'll know more after the UCLA game," my dad said in reference to how Donnie would play against the Bruins.
“Yes,” I said in agreement.
Owens prepared for the big game by calling some coaching friends and getting a scouting report on UCLA.
“Of all things, my friends said, don’t let UCLA get its running game going,” Owens wrote in his book. “To be certain that we stopped their transition game, I decided to send only our two big guys in for offensive rebounds and keep the three perimeter players back to try and disrupt the break. I made sure our big guys, Ken, Mo and Donnie, understood that the responsibility for offensive rebounds fell entirely on them. Our preparation went well and our practices were uplifting. The team had not lost their hopes of a national championship, even if the road was much rockier after the loss of a home-state, home-court advantage.”
Owens called the first half a “classic” as KU worked its own transition game and led 45-42 at halftime. But the Jayhawks got a rough break when Valentine was whistled with his fourth foul with nine minutes left as KU led by 10.
“Ordinarily, I would have substituted for him, but the momentum was ours and I couldn’t allow the UCLA guards to take over the game,” Owens wrote. “I decided to leave him in the game ... and on the very next possession of the ball, he was called for a charge. I must have looked like the dumbest coach in America— and I might have been. But if I had to do it over, I would do the same.”
With Valentine out of the game, the Bruins rallied and won, 83-76.
“We played well, for the most part, and scored 12 more points from the field than they did, but the Bruins had a 27-8 advantage at the line,” Owens wrote.
Not only did KU lose with the great foul disparity, but the game was also marred with legendary TV announcer Curt Gowdy mispronouncing many of the Jayhawks’ names.
I was choked with emotion afterwards. My dad tried to talk to me about the game at dinner, but I was in tears and speechless. I always felt pain when a season came to an end, but this was different. We were such a powerful and dominant team, and to see it end like this in the first round was just hard to grasp. It was — and remains — one of the saddest days of my life.
I thought we had the special players to win a national title.
For seniors like Koenigs and Von Moore, they took it especially hard.
“You’d like to have made it all the way, or at least made it a little farther,” Koenigs told me. “This was a team that could have gone far."
Von Moore found the bitter defeat even more heartbreaking.
“Especially after we were killing them, it was disaster,” he said. “We could have went somewhere with all the players we had,” added Von Moore, who felt bad for the fans and seniors.
Angered and upset, Von Moore didn't return to Lawrence with the team after the UCLA loss, but went with Johnson to stay with Clint's brother for two weeks in California before heading back to KU.
I didn't get over the loss for weeks. But after a while, I could look back on the wonderful season and take comfort in the many great memories I felt that year watching my beloved Jayhawks. And I wondered if I would ever see a KU team like it again.
This was indeed a very special squad. Valentine and Koenigs were named All-Big Eight, while Valentine was also the league's newcomer of the year (he later played nine seasons in the NBA). A dedicated student, Koenigs was a celebrated two-time Academic All-American who was the second Jayhawk ever to receive the NCAA Post-Graduate Award (he’s been a longtime doctor in Massachusetts).
Douglas, meanwhile, played part of two seasons in the NBA and enjoyed a long career overseas, while Mokeski had a 12-year NBA career.
Talent. Chemistry. Rebounding (KU outrebounded foes 41.2 to 32.9). Balance. The Jayhawks truly had it all.
"It was a great year," said Owens, who was named National Coach of the Year by Basketball Weekly.
"I think the '78 team and probably the '66 team, even though they didn't make the finals, they were every bit as good as the Final Four teams those years. They were teams, in my opinion, that had a legitimate chance of winning the national championship because they were good, and the other thing is because nobody had a (Kareem Abdul) Jabbar or (Bill) Walton at that time."
Owens added in his book: “The memories of the 1977-78 team have remained a source of joy for me, even if the thoughts of what might have been remain.”
I, too, am full of joy when thinking about this team, which I firmly believe is one of the best and most underrated Jayhawk squads of all time; it just happened to get an unlucky draw in the NCAA first round.
To Ted Owens, Darnell Valentine, Clint Johnson, John Douglas, Ken Koenigs, Donnie Von Moore, Wilmore Fowler, Paul Mokeski, Brad Sanders, and all the other players and assistant coaches — thanks for the magical, beloved and enduring memories.
I will never forget you.