The University of North Carolina, the defending NCAA champion, didn't beat, lose to or even play—as almost everyone presumed it would—St. John's, the Beast of the East, in the final of the NCAA East Regional last week. Instead, the University of Georgia, which is too small, can't shoot and has no basketball tradition at all—the same Georgia that tied for fourth in the SEC this year, the same Bulldogs who might not have reached Syracuse at all except for a disputed basket the week before against Virginia Commonwealth—that Georgia whipped them both. Beat the Redmen to a (Terry) Fair-thee-well on Friday, 70-67, after trailing by 10 points, and then embarrassed the Tar Heels 82-77 on Sunday after leading by 15 with 1:38 left. And you thought Herschel Walkaway was the only 'Dawg to have his day.
This is an article from the April 4, 1983 issue
North Carolina had reached the final by methodically, albeit unimpressively, dismantling a woefully outclassed Ohio State team 64-51. Carolina Guard Jim Braddock brushed off the lackluster showing with. "In the NCAAs, somewhere along the line you have a bad performance. This was ours." Coach Dean Smith was equally calm, telling his players, "It wasn't pretty, but it was sweet."
At which time St. John's, proud and confident, took over the court for the second semifinal game, a kind of warmup contest against—oh, who cares, just another team wearing red and white. But a wonderful/horrible thing happened, depending on your loyalties. St. John's lost, causing Lou Carnesecca, the mouthy coach everybody loves to love, to say, "It's not the end of the world, for me or for my players." His appearance betrayed his words. He was as disappointed as everyone else was shocked.
Suddenly, an interesting regional had become an ugly duck regional. It looked like a mortal lock for North Carolina, which hadn't lost in nine previous regional finals. Predicted final score: North Carolina 97 (after going into the Four Corners with 17 minutes left in the second half). Georgia 14 (on eight points in the final 1:23 after the Carolina subs rushed in). Even Georgia Coach Hugh Durham confessed, "I can't tell you how surprised I am we are here." Score one for honesty. "I don't even know what conference they play in." said the Tar Heels' All-America center, Sam Perkins. Score one for stupidity.
But the fact is, the Redmen and Tar Heels lost to a school that had never even been to an NCAA tournament before. "We're such a fragile team." Durham had said over coffee one day. "So fragile." Then he went on to lament that his Dogs aren't great perimeter shooters. And that when they want to pass the ball inside, there's no big man to catch it. Then Durham leaned close and said. "But we can win. However, we can't play badly and win." And as it happened, they didn't (play badly) and they did (win). Durham, after all, had passed this way before, even if his team hadn't. In 1972 he took Florida State to the NCAA championship game after beating—are you ready?—North Carolina in the semifinals.
And here he comes again. Forever-more, coaches will be saying, "Remember Georgia in 1983? If they can get to the Final Four, anybody can." Even Durham would admit, "There were only a few people who thought we had much of a chance." A few? There might have been one, assuming Durham believed in miracles.
The Bulldogs weren't lightly regarded; they were totally unregarded. Nobody said much at all about Georgia's credentials—its 22-9 record coming in, its three runaway victories in the SEC tournament and, perhaps most important, its 9-0 record outside the conference.
Indeed, there was quite a bit about the Dogs that merited a second look. "The book on playing Georgia is to zone 'em because they are not a good outside-shooting team," Smith said. Well, that's a book in need of revision. Twelve of the Dogs' first-half 37 points against North Carolina came on shots of 20 feet or longer.
There wasn't one Georgia star; the Dogs were all stars. Their perimeter shooting shattered the Tar Heel zone, and that was crucial to the Georgia game plan. Durham had also felt that the outcome would be determined by streak-shooting Gerald Crosby. In the SEC tournament championship game against Alabama, he had converted 10 of II field-goal attempts. "Crosby is the key," said Durham, "because we don't know what he will do." Crosby scored 17 points and contributed classy ball handling, and Vern Fleming, who may be the best all-around guard in the SEC, also had 17 points.
But a team that lives by outside shooting usually dies by outside shooting. Another Georgia deficiency is a lack of height—understand, the 6'7" Fair can only masquerade as a center, despite his career-high 27 points against St. John's. Small he may be, but he's a big man for Georgia, so when Fair got his fourth personal less than two minutes into the second half and had to go to the bench, why didn't the obvious happen? Why didn't Carolina win?
Well, some amazing things occurred. Instead of dying outside, the Bulldogs lived it up inside. With 16:04 to play, Georgia had a very shaky lead, 45-44. Then in rapid succession Fleming made a layup; James Banks, who led his team with 20 points (7 for 10 from the floor and 6 for 6 from the line) and was named the regional's outstanding player, laid one in; reserve Richard Corhen got a layup; Fleming scored another layup and yet another, and Corhen made a, yep, layup. How's that for inside work amongst the trees? With 9:11 left, Georgia led 61-50. But that wasn't all.
A few minutes later Corhen, the soph who subs for Fair, blocked a Carolina shot underneath, which in turn was batted out to Crosby, who drove the court, bedazzled a would-be defender and sank the basket. That made the score 70-57 and Carolina had never been so blue. Said Corhen, "I had confidence I could come in and do the job. I had to do something and that's what I did." All in all, he contributed seven big points.
Defensively the Bulldogs, who had pressed St. John's into oblivion, zoned Perkins into isolation. He attempted only nine shots and finished with 14 points. The hands of Georgia's defenders are so quick and reach so far that it can now be disclosed they aren't connected to their wrists. Carolina got a fine offensive performance from Michael Jordan, who scored 26 points, but that was not even close to being enough.
How Georgia managed to lose nine games this year—exactly half of its conference outings—is unfathomable. Durham likes to point out that four of the defeats came by a total of nine points. He also attributes the Dogs' success to "balance, experience—and pretty good chemistry." Better make that explosive chemistry. No matter what happens at the NCAA finals in Albuquerque—understand, now, the Dogs have no business being there—the goings-on at Syracuse provided a textbook example of why experts should never be believed. Just ask St. John's and North Carolina.