At Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore national championships in lacrosse are almost as inevitable as final exams. The school has won or shared 30 titles, the last one coming way back in 1974. Now the Blue Jays are making an impressive bid for their 31st. Last week at West Point they outlasted Army 13-10 to remain the only unbeaten (8-0) college lacrosse team in the nation and to keep a firm hold on their No. 1 ranking.
Curiously, 1975 was supposed to be one of those off years when Hopkins would finish perhaps as low as fourth in the country. For openers, 11 seniors had graduated from last season's championship team, including three-time first-team All-Americas Jack Thomas and Rick Kowalchuk, who had dominated the Blue Jays' offense in recent years. To make matters worse, the team's only returning starting defenseman, Dennis Gagomiros, tripped over a blade of grass in a preseason scrimmage, tore ligaments in his left knee and was lost for the season. And worst of all, Bob Scott, who had directed Hopkins to seven national titles in the past 20 years, had given up coaching to devote all his energies to being athletic director.
Despite all that, most experts, including 1974 Co-captain Thomas, feel this Blue Jay team, which starts only one senior, is already better than last year's. Just about the only person not startled by this turn of events is the new coach, Henry (Chic) Ciccarone. He has evinced about as much surprise over his team's superb play as most people display over the arrival of their morning newspaper, even though he earlier had mumbled something about this being a rebuilding year. Perhaps that was just a little Ciccarone chicanery.
"People kept telling me, 'You've got a tough act to follow,' " he says. "An easy act to follow wouldn't be that much of a challenge or that much fun. It's no fun to go out there knowing you're going to win."
May 11, 1975
If that is the case, then Ciccarone is in danger of becoming bored. The young Blue Jays are beginning to look invincible with their combination of excellent goaltending, a three-pronged attack and good old-fashioned teamwork. Goalie has been a problem position for most teams in lacrosse this year, since only Virginia and Hopkins among the major colleges have returning starters. Hopkins Goaltender Kevin Mahon, a skinny Irishman nicknamed The Elf, is a sophomore and did not become a regular until late last season after the Blue Jays had already lost twice. They upset Maryland in his first start and have not lost since. In Hopkins' most impressive performance this year, a 16-9 road win over No. 2-ranked Cornell, the Blue Jays scored on 16 of 34 shots, while Mahon allowed the Big Red just nine goals on 59 shots.
The Hopkins attack of junior Franz Wittelsberger, sophomore Richie Hirsch and freshman Mike O'Neill is almost perfectly balanced and plenty prolific. Against Army, they combined for 11 of the Blue Jays' 13 goals. Of the trio, O'Neill, a prize recruit from Massapequa (N.Y.) High School and one of 11 children, has been the most surprising—even to himself. He looked unimpressive during preseason practices and did not expect to start until midway through the schedule. "I was trying too hard," he says. "Then the coaches took me to one side and told me that I was going to start our opener with Virginia. And they also let me know that they were going to go with me all year. I relaxed. I guess I just needed the security." O'Neill scored five times in his debut against the Cavaliers as Hopkins won 10-9. He also had five-goal games against Cornell and Denison.
It was Wittelsberger who had the five-goal day against Army, and it is he who has been what Assistant Coach Jerry Schnydman calls "The Man" for Hopkins all year. At 6'2", 210 pounds, Wittelsberger is a leviathan among attack-men. Lacrosse is a contact sport, but most lacrosse players are not prepared for the kind of contact Wittelsberger makes. In the Virginia game, Cavalier Goalie Roddy Rullman ventured out of the crease with the ball and took a hit from Wittelsberger. Rullman went to the hospital with a cut lip and to have a possible concussion checked out, Wittelsberger played on and Hopkins came from behind to win in overtime.
With Hopkins leading 8-6 midway through the third quarter at West Point, Wittelsberger scored two unassisted goals in 30 seconds by muscling his way through the swarming Army defense for point-blank shots. In the fourth period, the aggressive young Cadets had rushed back to close the score to 11-9 when Wittelsberger took the ball in a corner at the Army end of the field with 3:23 to play. He bulled past the Cadet defenseman covering him and ran right over Goalie Jose Olivero, who had unwisely stepped out of the crease, before throwing in the goal that sealed the game. It was his 31st score of the season, and he leads the team with 48 points, three more than Hirsch and six more than O'Neill. "You can put two or three men on Wittelsberger and they just bounce off him. He can dominate a game by himself," said Army Coach Al Pisano.
The rest of the Blue Jays have backed up Wittelsberger's punishing individual maneuvers with unselfishness and precision passing. "On this team everybody puts in his two cents," says Billy (Bread-head) McCutcheon, a senior who runs on the second midfield and has a chance to be the first player to appear in four straight national championship games. "Sometimes we're almost too unselfish," says Ciccarone. "We make one too many passes."
Ciccarone feels that this year's team is more closely knit than last season's, and even Scott does not hesitate to point out, "The players admit they're enjoying it more this year than last. Chic has a quick sense of humor. He is able to drive his players awfully hard, which he most certainly does, and still have them enjoy themselves." "I look forward to practice," adds Wittelsberger. "It's like a party every day."
Certainly the lacrosse regimen at Hopkins is more relaxed than in former years. Ciccarone runs his team with what one player describes as "controlled leniency." He is not as reserved as Scott, who says, "Chic was an outgoing personality when he was a player here. He was into a lot of different things socially and extracurricularly. Let's put it that way." "Chic was a hell-raiser," says a close friend. "Let's put it that way."
During road trips, which on a lacrosse budget include long bus rides and occasional stops at McDonald's, Ciccarone's assistant coaches and players are presented with mimeographed quizzes. There are questions for trivia experts ("In Hollywood Squares, who usually sits in the bottom left-hand corner of the board?"); sports fanatics ("The designated hitter of the Orioles is———"); lacrosse coaches ("How many time-outs is a college lacrosse team allowed in a regulation game?" This one stumped one of the assistants); and lacrosse players ("Name the young lady who made silicone shots famous"). There are also questions to which only a Hopkins man would be apt to know the answers. No. 2 on the road to West Point was "Jerry Schnydman is how tall?," a question that would have been better phrased, "Jerry Schnydman is how short?" At any rate, the official answer to that and No. 27 ("Jerry Schnydman wishes he were how tall?") was one and the same: 5'1¾". However, that was not the right answer to No. 38 ("Jerry Schnydman's wife wishes he were how tall?"). Five-feet-eight was the correct reply to that one.
Another indication of the difference between Scott and his successor is the way each refers to 47-year-old Assistant Coach Fred Smith, the senior member of the staff and the head man at Hopkins when Scott was a player. In front of his team Scott always said "Coach Smith." Ciccarone prefers "Uncle Freddie."
Ciccarone, 37, grew up in nearby Annapolis, spent two years in the Marine Corps and then enrolled at the U.S. Naval Academy. His stay there lasted six months. "The restrictions at the Academy were much greater then," he says. "To me, that wasn't the way to spend four of the best years of your life." The following fall (1958) he was at Hopkins. There he played single-wing tailback on the football team and midfielder in lacrosse under Scott, progressing from third-to second-to first-team All-America in his three varsity seasons.
In his junior year Ciccarone married Sue Gordon, whom he had met when he was someone else's escort on a triple date. "I sat on his straw hat and he couldn't resist me after that," she says. They now have four sons ranging in age from seven to 13. Ciccarone remained at Hopkins as an assistant coach for seven years after graduating, left to sell boilers and compressors for Tate Engineering in 1970 and returned as "associate" coach last season after Scott had handpicked him to be his successor. For the unbeaten Blue Jays, it obviously has been a happy choice in more ways than one.