Excerpt from "My Life Story"
Excerpt from "My Life Story"
This excerpt from "My Life Story," by Ted Loftus, was written around 1978.
The "full house" to which Loftus refers is the èßäÊÓƵ Agricultural College and School of Mines' basketball team, which he, his brothers, and another set of brothers were a part of in the first years of the school.
It was the best full house with which I had ever played. Even the news media called it such. Three of a kind plus a pair—a full house. With less than a dozen male students from which to choose, the èßäÊÓƵ Agricultural College had a difficult time to put a basketball team together. Fortunately, it had five of the roughest and possibly toughest men to be found anywhere; three Loftuses and two McCombes. Art, Jule, and Ted were farm boys who had played the game in high school and were all six feet or better in height, which in those days was considered tall and of some advantage.
The McCombe brothers were twins and, while not quite as tall, were a pair to be reckoned
with in any competition. Both were previous Canadian hockey and rugby players who,
when placed on the basketball court, had some difficulty exercising sufficient restraint.
It therefore took them a little time to learn that there were other ways to guard
an opponent than to knock him down.
These two sets of brothers were the nucleus of the team and it was our badge for the
next two years to be known as the "full house." Rules of play were much less stringent
than they are today and a personal foul had to be almost deliberate before it caught
the eye of the referee. I was chosen to be center with my two brothers as forwards,
which left the two McCombes as guards. They took their positions seriously and soon,
by their rugged play, earned a reputation which had a considerable demeaning effect
on timid forwards. We were assigned to a coach who was one of our mining professors,
not because of his basketball ability, but mostly to see that our team conducted itself
in a manner to reflect credit to the school. There were a number of teams in and around
Fairbanks at that time, consisting of a city team, a firehall team, one from the army
signal core, and the local high school.
Since there were no facilities as yet at the College, all our games were played in
the small high school gym or in the town auditorium. Not having any radio or TV at
this early stage, winter entertainment in the town was rather sketchy, so it was natural
that a good enthusiastic crowd could be depended on. A game in the auditorium, which
was built primarily for a skating rink, was always an adventure.
It was an immense barnlike structure made of single boards and warmed by a large drum
heater in each end. At 50 below, the place never warmed up very much, except close
by the stove, and these areas always enjoyed a good crowd. We put on our uniforms
at the local bath house about a block away and then ran for the gym with an overcoat
on. Somehow, we usually won, but winning was not always easy because we were usually
considered the visitor and had to overcome the crowd's favoritism for the local team.
The most enthusiasm, however, was usually shown when we played the high school. Excitement
was especially high when scores were close. I recall one night when I unintentionally
bumped into a Gibbs boy, knocking him to the floor. Immediately, his father, who was
chief of police, came on to the floor and took me by the arm and threatened to "run
me in," so he declared, but the crowd soon booed him down. It was always fun, especially
when one of the McCombes was called for a foul. Everyone had trouble telling the twins
apart, so they would quickly stand close together, and whoever had the fewer fouls
would raise his arm to claim it was he. This usually resulted in their being able
to stay in the game until both reached the limit of fouls allowed.
The full house lasted for almost two years before it was challenged by some new students
having more skill and less brawn. I was fortunate to remain a starter during my entire
college years.