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Legends Remembered
Posted: Monday, Mar 16, 2009 - 08:32:24 am PDT
By NICK ROTUNNO
On page 76 of the 1959 Kellogg High School yearbook, there’s a black-and-white photograph of the boys basketball team.
They’re a good-looking, clean-shaven squad, short hair and broad shoulders, three rows of slight grins and wide smiles. The players pose by the gymnasium bleachers, white jerseys and old-school short shorts, flanked by two managers on the right — whose checkerboard plaid jackets seem just a little out of place.
To the left, standing tall and at ease, is head coach Ed Hiemstra. His shirt is neatly tucked, his hair buzzed, an all-business military man with a stone jaw, a football player’s build. He’s smiling too, and for good reason.
One of the most successful coaches in Kellogg history, Hiemstra guided the confident boys on page 76 to an official record of 22-1 in the winter of 1958-59, and roamed the sidelines as the Wildcats won the AAA state championship at North Idaho College, beating Pocatello 61-46 — capping an unforgettable, and downright legendary, high school basketball season.
50 years later, that same group of talented ballplayers was honored as Legends of the Game in a March 7 ceremony at the Idaho Center in Nampa, during halftime of the 2009 state 5A championship game. For the coach and his team it was a heartwarming moment, and five decades after the greatest game of their KHS careers, the ‘59 Wildcats were once again at center stage, playing to the crowd in a packed arena.
And the memories flooded in — memories of a darn good team, a hard-nosed coach, and the ephemeral glory of one beautiful night in March.
“Other than the fact that we all got along really well, we played team ball,” recalled Louie Jennings, the starting point guard on the championship squad. “It was really a team-oriented thing. It wasn’t just about one or two players. It was a team concept. During some of those games that were close, some of those kids on the bench never got to play. They accepted it real well. There was no complaints, no bickering.”
“Just a fun season,” added Denny Seagraves, a junior guard in ‘59. “And I think basically everyone felt that. Bus trips we had a ball. We got along fine. And we always seemed to be happy and laughing.”
That joviality comes as no surprise; after all, a winning team is usually in a good mood, and the 1958-59 Wildcats were clearly winners. But those 22 victories, that Idaho state title, certainly didn’t come easy. And only after Kellogg had proven itself — by taking on big schools, small schools, even a few college kids — were the Silver Valley boys able to call themselves champions.
The Season
Coach Ed Hiemstra assembled one difficult schedule for the 1958-59 season — Kellogg challenged all comers that winter, facing a gauntlet of top-notch competitors from Idaho and beyond.
The Wildcats handled Missoula, the eventual Montana state champs; took down John Rogers twice, a team that would place third in the state of Washington; and solidly beat high-caliber squads from Coeur d’ Alene, Lewiston and Bonners Ferry.
“Coeur d’ Alene was tough,” Seagraves recalled. “Coeur d’ Alene was darn tough.”
With the best starting five in the state and a corral of talented reserves, Kellogg routinely whipped schools far bigger than KHS — often scoring close to 80 points when the team was really clicking. And the shooting touch of senior co-captains Rich Porter and Jeff Wombolt, who would both go on to play college basketball at the University of Idaho, provided a one-two punch that nobody could contain.
“Porter was very, very good,” said Wombolt, remembering his teammate’s incomparable skill. “He could handle the ball, shoot the ball. He was without a doubt one of the best high school players in the history of Idaho basketball.”
Wombolt, of course, was no slouch himself, and the big forward was more than just a scorer; he was also a cerebral leader.
“Jeff was so smart,” Seagraves said. “The moves he made... he just knew what to do. You’d never see him make a mistake.”
As the pair of captains led Kellogg through the teeth of the schedule, the reserves settled into their roles as well, making the Wildcats a well-rounded, selfless group. Their only goal was to win, no matter the competition, and Hiemstra made sure his team never took its eyes off the prize, always running a tight ship during every game and every practice.
Ex-military and a former player in the National Football League, Hiemstra was a solidly-built, soldierly coach; the kind of disciplinarian who could really breathe fire. His methods weren’t subtle, but they sure worked.
“[Hiemstra] was a great coach, to begin with,” Jennings remembered. “And he got the most out of us to begin with. He wanted to win, he didn’t like losing. He was stern, you know, didn’t want any clowning around. He was business, all business, and when he had something to say you better listen. There wasn’t any horseplay at all. When we practiced, he expected us to do what he wanted us to do.”
Those practices were tough, and the boys went head-to-head. As quality subs jostled with the five starters, the scrimmages could get intense.
“It was just a good team,” Wombolt said. “The toughest games we had were in practice. We had guards and big guys under the baskets that were tough to play against every night. Playing against Rodney Kampi every night [a 6’9” reserve forward]... that was the best education I had for going on and playing college ball. He was a great competitor.”
Pitted against one another — fiery players under the steel glare of a no-nonsense coach — the Wildcats honed their edge, always ready for the next game. But sometimes, the hard-core practices weren’t enough.
After the regular season finished and before the playoffs began, Kellogg found itself in the unusual situation of having no scheduled games. This didn’t sit well with the head coach.
“Hiemstra figured that was very poor for our team to sit around, so he wanted a scrimmage,” Wombolt recalled.
And what a scrimmage he found. With a quick call to the Idaho Athletic Association, Hiemstra set up a game with the Washington State freshman team. It would be his high school boys against a college squad, as a slight tune-up for the playoff stretch. There were rules, though: no spectators, no paid admissions, behind closed doors or else. Hiemstra complied, and the Wildcats hosted WSU in a hotly-contested, clandestine scrimmage that needed 10 minutes of overtime to decide a winner.
The winner was Kellogg High School.
The Game of Their Lives
After three months of regular season play, the Wildcats were on a roll, and ready to bowl through the district playoffs.
Kellogg had only recorded one loss all year: to bitter rival Wallace, 64-59, on the Miners’ home floor. It was a tough pill to swallow, and 50 years after the fact, the defeat still sticks in Jennings’ craw.
“To this day, I don’t know how we lost to them,” he said, shaking his head. “But we did.”
“That was a night that I shot poorly,” Wombolt recalled. “I think I was two-for-21 from the field.”
The Wildcats had a chance for revenge a month later, though, and crushed Wallace 74-49 at Andrews Gymnasium, in a vindicating contest the team took personally. Three wins later and it was time for districts, which the league-champion Wildcats won easily. Next came the AAA state tournament, a few more dominating performances, and the stage was set for the 1959 title game: Kellogg from the north region, and Pocatello from the south.
Silver Valley residents flocked to North Idaho College, and the gym was filled an hour and a half before tip-off, with a couple thousand fans crowding the bleachers and standing on the sidelines.
“You couldn’t get that many people in there,” Seagraves said (the NIC gym wasn’t huge). “But everybody in Kellogg supported us. All the business people were just wonderful to us.”
A superstitious bunch, the Wildcats wore their lucky hats on the bus ride to Coeur d’ Alene, and also received an auspicious horseshoe from Mrs. Art Sheldon, Kellogg’s biggest fan — a kindly old woman who never missed a game, home or away, all season long. With hats and horseshoe in tow, the boys were ready for the game of their lives, and zeroed in on the task at hand.
“All we could do was just focus on one thing, and one thing only, and that was to beat Pocatello,” Jennings said. “There wasn’t anything on our mind other than that. We went out there, and did our business, and basically that was it. We knew it wasn’t going to be easy. It’s just that we had good talent. The kids that I played with, they knew what they were doing.”
Winning was a part of who they were, and the Wildcats weren’t intimidated by the bright lights; they had all the confidence that they would ever need.
“We might have been a little bit cocky,” Seagraves confessed. “But we had the record to show for it.”
Kellogg shot out to an early lead, and was up by 10 at halftime. Pocatello made a second-half run, closing the deficit to three points, but the Wildcats buckled down and started making shots. Midway through the fourth quarter Kellogg was up 19, and the game was all but over.
It was 61-46 as the clock ran down to zero, and the celebration was on. The boys from the little school in the Silver Valley, the tight-knit clan that grew up playing ball in the tiny Kellogg YMCA, had done the impossible.
The Wildcats were Idaho state champions.
Legendary
Down in Nampa last weekend, the 1958-59 KHS team was fittingly honored. The players lined up at center court, receiving commemorative plaques and medals as the crowd roared its support.
Dave Roberts, a former Kellogg player and coach, nominated the ‘59 team for the Idaho High School Activities Association Legends of the Game honors. The players also received a beautiful banner, celebrating their state title, that will hang in storied Andrews Gymnasium; a gym that was but a few years old when these Wildcats last plied its hardwood.
Reunited after all these years, reveling in the ageless joy of a championship and the youthful camaraderie of a high school basketball team, the Wildcats — all of whom are now in their late 60’s — were moved by the occasion.
And Coach Hiemstra, 91 years old, was also on hand to enjoy the ceremony he earned. The event was a lovely tribute.
“It was a surreal experience,” Wombolt said. “It was handled so well... and the fans stood up and cheered. It really brought back a lot of memories. Just a real wonderful experience. I think it was a real tear-jerker.”
“You get down on the floor, and you can’t hear anything anyway,” said Seagraves with a smile, recalling the applause. “A small place, playing all these bigger schools... that’s a pretty good accomplishment.”
Even the stoic Jennings, the unflappable point guard, found it hard to suppress his emotions.
“To see all those kids again, down there at Nampa...” he said. “It was good to see every one of them. But to see them, you think back 50 years, and you think, man, it’s impossible. But there it was.”