Worse than Fitzroy! - The University Football Club!

"You're worse than Fitzroy!"
It's a familiar refrain that has been levelled at several battling clubs in recent years, from Damien Hardwick's Richmond side in 2010 to an inept Melbourne fighting to find its feet under Mark Neeld in 2012.
The introduction of expansion clubs Gold Coast and GWS were accompanied by fears - since proven unfounded - that the Suns and Giants would be perennial strugglers as they pumped their talented teenagers full of senior experience.

But the stricken Fitzroy team that limped through its final season in 1996, stripped of talent and hope, was a long way from being the worst team to grace the VFL/AFL's long and colourful history.
That honour sits comfortably with the University sides of 1913-14. They remain one of the few teams to go winless through an entire season - and they did it twice in a row. Only St Kilda, in its first three years from 1897, has a worse record. Even Fitzroy die-hards got to sing the song once in their final year, celebrating a 31-point victory over Fremantle at the Whitten Oval.
And like Fitzroy, University's failings were not entirely of their own doing - although the Students, as they were known, contributed significantly more to their own demise than the luckless Lions, condemned to a merger by a league administration hell bent on expansion.
University's chief trouble was its restrictive eligibility clause. To represent the Students, prospective players had to hold a matriculation certificate (i.e. have completed their secondary education) or a higher degree. Indeed, many of Melbourne's finest future doctors and lawyers turned out in the blue and black.

University might well have been the smartest Australian football side ever fielded but that didn't help them when it came to actually putting players on the park.
Still, the Students fared better than fellow expansion club Richmond upon their simultaneous entry to the VFL in 1908. They finished above the Tigers in each of their first three seasons in the league, with a best result of sixth in their debut year with eight wins from 18 games.
However, the wheels quickly fell off the University bandwagon.
The combined pressure of exam schedules, term holidays and a chronically unstable line-up meant the club battled to compete with the established powers of the time - Carlton, Essendon and Collingwood.
In their final season, the Students finished with a percentage of just 47. A 15-point loss to South Melbourne at the Lake Oval was their best result; losses by 84 and 89 points to reigning premier Fitzroy were their worst.

The Great War was the final blow for the ailing club. Many of its players were also members of the University regiment and when war was declared it became clear the club could not go on.
But like the Lions in their final days, there were figures of hope. In Roy Park, the Students boasted the league's most prolific goalkicker in 1913. Park booted 53 of University's 123 goals that season despite the club failing to win a game.
Both Park and teammate Bert Hartkopf played Test cricket for Australia while Ted Cordner Sr - the father of the famous Melbourne quartet from the 1940s and '50s - was among the club's very best players.
No one player managed to represent the club in all of its seven VFL seasons but centreman Bert Hurrey went closest, playing 101 of a possible 126 games for the Students. He captained the club in 1913 and earned state selection against South Australia, where he was described as a "king in the centre".
And in its own way, the story of University provides a constant source of hope for supporters of struggling teams today. In an era of unprecedented professionalism for a league flush with funds, fans can rest assured that no matter how bad their team gets, they'll never have it as bad as University.

By Michael Rogers - Bigpond Sport 22/6/12

Olympic Softball Remains Don Porter's Quest!

The rain drizzled and the air chilled on that dreary night of Aug. 21, 2008, in Beijing.

It was the end of something that had had such a nice beginning. It was a night when sadness was understandable, even while a group of Japanese women deliriously celebrated what they had just achieved.

Through the mist and gloom, Don Porter saw the glass half full, as usual.

In sports significance and popularity, what happened on this Olympian night didn't even make the scale of 1 to 10. This wasn't about a dream team, just a dream. This didn't have them buzzing at the water cooler back home — unless home was in Japan. Nobody was measuring network TV ratings or scrambling to get one of the stars on the "Today" show.

It was women's softball, the Olympic gold-medal game, the U.S. juggernaut versus Japan. It was played at Fengtai, a half-hour taxi ride from the heart of Beijing. The stadium seated 10,000 and it was filled. Bobby Valentine was there. So were more than the usual handful of International Olympic Committee officials. Some were there to support the show, others just to be the show.

In his office under the stands, Porter scurried and worried. It was a grand moment, the fourth gold-medal game over which he had presided as president of the International Softball Federation.

It was also his darkest time, because the fourth would be the last. At least for the foreseeable future.

Starting in 1996 in Atlanta, the Olympics had given Porter's sport a nice blip for two weeks, once every four years. They had created stars, who had created interest and role models for little girls. They had validated the hundreds of meetings and thousands of hours Porter had spent shaking hands, writing letters, doing interviews and hoping for exactly what had eventually happened.

On the field were the stars, watching in shocked disbelief as the Japanese and their pitching hero, Yukiko Ueno, celebrated. The runners-up were the women who had defined the game for the world while Team USA was going 32-5 in Olympic softball and winning the first three gold medals offered — in Atlanta, Sydney and Athens. Their names were Cat Osterman, Jennie Finch, Natasha Watley, Stacey Nuveman, Jessica Mendoza and Crystl Bustos, among others. Watching, undoubtedly, was UCLA's own Lisa Fernandez, who had retired from the gold-medal pursuit after leading her team to three of them. After Athens, the greatest female softball player ever got married and had a baby.

This group had won 22 Olympic games in a row until Ueno beat it that night, 3-1. She had pitched through the losers' bracket and a semifinal before beating the unbeatable. Her workload totaled 28 innings over two days, and nobody was yanking her out because of a pitch count.

Who needs testosterone? This was really true grit.

The drizzle and the mist hung overhead as Porter hovered nearby. IOC officials were presenting medals. Anita DeFrantz of Los Angeles was there. So was Dick Pound of Canada. Both were friends of softball. Also on hand was Jacques Rogge, president of the IOC and not so much a friend. His appearance at softball that night was either ceremonial necessity or chutzpah.

As far back as 2003, Rogge had led a movement to rid the Olympics of baseball and softball. Speculation as to his reasons included that these sports were all too much American and all too little European. Other kinder theories were that he and his backers were simply looking for more variety.

In one of the endless meetings and conclaves that the IOC has, the idea of dropping baseball and softball came to a vote and Rogge was defeated. The sports were retained, at least through Beijing. Rogge then broadened the concept by announcing that all Olympic sports would be reviewed. One can only imagine the fear and anxiety piercing the gymnastics federation.

Through it all, Porter lobbied, shook hands and worked the room at every IOC gathering. He is more politically savvy than confrontational. He disdains rants for logic.

In 2005 in Singapore, the IOC voted again. This time, softball lost, 52-52. Beijing would be its last hurrah. One more vote and Fernandez might be answering to "Coach" now and Bustos would be dreaming about how to crank one of her tape-measure homers off Ueno in London. Instead, as Finch called it the night of the final, softball took "a knife to the heart."

Porter says he never has learned who voted how. The IOC made the vote secret.

"The IOC was 112 members then," he says, "but some left the meeting early, some abstained and some recused themselves."

Softball tried again in Turin, Italy, in 2006 and lost, 47-43. Its next chance is in 2013 at meetings in Buenos Aires, for a return to eligibility in 2020. Porter says he will be there, fighting the good fight.

He is 81, born and raised in the Valley and a product of San Fernando and Canoga Park high schools. He played football for an undefeated team at East Los Angeles College that lost a spot in the Junior Rose Bowl when promoters opted for a Compton College team starring some guy named Hugh McElhenny. Porter went into the service, played military baseball in Korea, and was in a game against a group of traveling major leaguers that included Joe DiMaggio.

While he was starting a career in softball administration that has spanned nearly 50 years, Porter worked as an official for Big Eight Conference football and, for four years, the NFL.

"I remember working in one Rams game," he says, "and I got blindsided along the sidelines. I was out and when I came to, there was George Allen, telling me to get up, that they had a drive going."

The silver lining Porter saw that night in Beijing was that, if nothing else, the Japanese victory proved that Olympic softball was not merely a U.S. sport.

Mike Candrea, Team USA's coach, saw the same thing that night. More than an hour after perhaps his biggest professional disappointment, he stood in a dark, wet parking lot, surrounded by reporters, and keynoted the hope that might come from his despair.

"If this is what it takes to bring it back," he says, "then so be it."

These days, when Porter isn't traveling, he sits in his office at softball federation headquarters in Plant City, Fla., and occasionally glances at a box he keeps nearby. In it are printouts of more than 500 emails he has received since softball was cut from the Olympics. Most of them, he says, are from young girls who say their dream was taken away. Many ask him to keep fighting.

"We will," Porter says.

Article by Bill Dwyre - Los Angeles Times 2012