Saw a note from Big Bach on facebook that a long-time friend, and one of my favorite coaches, had passed away.
Big Bach is Chris Fahrbach, a standout high school basketball player at Menasha St. Mary's Central High School who went on to star for the University of North Dakota, then took his talents overseas to coach and play in Norway for several seasons. Hope to share more on that story down the road!
Chris shared the news that Clem Massey, 86, had died. While working in the Neenah-Menasha bureau of the Oshkosh Daily Northwestern for several years, I got to know Clem, then the coach of the Menasha Bluejays boys' basketball team, pretty well. He was a good friend, a great guy, a great interview and always available. I often stopped around his office just to shoot the bull.
A member of the 1953 state championship basketball team (and a standout in football and baseball as well), Massey earned a scholarship to Marquette University and, after his successful run as MHS coach, was selected to the Wisconsin Basketball Coaches Hall Of Fame.
Clem and his long-time friend, Jack Wippich, also owned The Overtime Supper Club in Menasha. Wippich was a successful coach in his own right at Kimberly High School, and to have the two conference rivals in business together was rare.
The OT was just off Menasha's main drag, located on a street that ran along the riverfront that fed into Lake Winnebago. Trust me, it was THE place to go. You never knew which coaches, athletic directors, game officials you would run into there. And food was damn good as well.
The Russian Eagles lost a teammate recently as well. Classmate, Joel Jarvis, passed away. The Russian Eagles ("five times as powerful as the American bird!") was our intramural basketball team, one that took the court 50 years ago (good lord, can it really be that long?) and featured Rocky, Charlie, Boom-Boom (Joel), Gregger, Bobby Nature, Billy VA, Huggy Dougie, Sagebrush and me.
What followed seemed like something from a Mickey Rooney/Judy Garland movie ("Hey kids, let's put on a show!"), as Charlie designed a logo and printed tee shirts while my Mom sewed shorts for the team.
The intramural season came together when I approached WHS principal Mable Bauman on the subject. She said if there was A) interest and B) I could find a faculty member who would chaperone, she'd okay the court time.
At an early school day meeting, nearly 90 guys (this in a school of just over 500) turned out. I talked David Vignali, our Spanish teacher, into being the faculty chaperone. And somehow conned two friends from the varsity basketball team (Brian Schultz and Mark Norem) into being referees. A six-team, five week season was figured out with two games going on at the same time on the two smaller WHS courts each week.
Good memories, for sure. And good thoughts of Joel and the rest of the Eagles. Hell, there was even a game in which Joel just stayed at our offensive end, fielded long outlet passes and hit lay-ups, finishing with nearly 30 points in the win!