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1953/54 Webster Wildcat Team Memories

  • Wildcats Against LaPorte #2
    This album of pictures and news articles is from a folder of memories supplied to the blog by Arthur Landiault, one of the exciting players from the 1953/54 Wildcat team. Thanks Art for this great contribution

Clippings, Stats, Etc.

  • George Carlisle Presented Distinguished Service Award
    This album contains news clippings from the past, statistics for players from the Carlisle era, and other interesting stuff. All photos, clippings, etc. must be sent to the site administrator via email to be included in this album.

Robert Brown's Magazine Spread

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    This magazine spread featuring Robert Brown was published in the Union Carbide magazine in February of 1957 as the Wildcats were on the road to the state playoffs. Robert was one of the star players on the Creek team that advanced into the state tournment in March of 1957. Robert's step-father was an employee of Union Carbide at the time.

Creek vs. Galveston Ball 1-17-06

  • Galveston Ball Info
    These photos are of pages in the program for the recent Creek vs. Galveston Ball game played at the Carlisle Field House on January 17, 2006. That game was won by the Wildcats, 81-59. Lance Pevehouse led the Creek scorers with 23 points. Thanks to Hugh Taylor (Class of '59) for sending these along.

Team/Individual Photos

  • More Pictures of 56-57 CCJH Teams
    This album contains photos of various former teams and players from the Clear Creek Independent School District. To be included in this album, photos will need to be submitted to the site manager via email.

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Kenneth Chaviers

Enjoyed your comments on busted bats but when first saw the caption thought sure you was going to tell the story about your experience in baseball and bunting. How that is a story, so come on and tell it.

Dan Jensen

Ed Davis and I have dominated this site so far and that is not our desire.

So, it was very good to see this post of Garvis Hadley and he did not mention a single basketball game. That's fine. This does not to be exclusively a basketball site.

I wish everyone would post--even if it is rarely. I wish everyone would at least "sign in" so that would gauge the level of interest a bit.

It's a bit more complicated to originate a post since that has to be done through an e-mail to Ed Davis but I am very grateful to those who have.

I checked back to see just who those stars were. Frank McKinney and Jim Pell were among the first, then came names such as Coach and Peggy Carlisle, Les Talley, Joddie Witte, Buddy Carlisle and now Garvis Hadley.

I've been throwing rocks at the Southwest Texas guys lately but, with so many of them in the list above, I better back off that.

Whether you originate or just comment on posts, please do it. Ed doesn't want to list his e-mail address in a public forum but if you do not have it and want to originate a thread, route it through me at [email protected]

Garvis Hadley

In his above comment, Chaviers asked me to tell how I got my nose busted while playing baseball. So, here goes, even though Dan will probably chastise me for a non-basketball comment.

In 1955 during my junior year at Webster, we traveled to Pearland for a non-district game. Somewhere around the 7th inning in a close game, I again came to bat. Batting left-handed, I was facing a left-handed pitcher. As I ambled toward the plate, I took several hefty warm up swings and the warbling of the bat through the air could be heard above the incidental noise of the game. Their pitcher heard the warbling and when I glanced at him on the mound, he appeared frozen in fear, quaking in his shoes, and mouth agape. Likely he was remembering a few innings before when I made a mighty swing and made solid contact with his best fastball, such contact emitting a loud "CRACK," that reverberated off the nearby school buildings. Hearing that "CRACK," the center fielder took off at full speed to attempt to catch up with the ball and made a spectacular catch just behind second base on the outfield grass. Humph! Sure thought I'm made better contact than that.

Well, just before stepping into the batter's box, I glanced at Coach Tippen in the coaches box at 3rd as he started giving signals to me and the runners on base. All of a sudden, he gave the bunt signal. WHAT? BUNT? Telling me, one of our most prolific hitters to BUNT? I just couldn't believe it. But, being a "one for all, and all for one," player, I stepped into the batter's box and got ready to bunt the first pitch. As the pitcher was making his delivery, I squared to bunt and then saw the ball was headed straight for my throat.... a knockdown pitch. Evidently he remembered how I tagged his pitch a few innings earlier and was sending me a message. Well, one's normal reaction when a ball is coming directly at you, is to try to shield yourself with your hands, which I did. However, the ball caromed off the bat in my hands and BUSTED me directly on the end of my nose. SMACK. I dropped the bat and covered my bleeding nose with my hands. After soaking several towels with the flow, I finally got it stopped. UGH! That hurt. After seeing my nose in a mirror, there was no doubt it was broken.... uh, BUSTED.

As we made our way home after the game, some of my fine teammates gave me all sorts of aid and comfort, like "If you had not let the ball hit the bat first, we would have advanced the runners by way of a hit batter," and other such expressions of sympathy.

Now, THIS IS HOW it happened. To this date, some of my teammates still try to tell it differently. However, I told the facts of the matter and anything they say to the contrary is just lies.

Dan Jensen

I've always thought that half the lies they tell about Garvis were not true.

Garvis Hadley

Well Dan, at least my story....uh, comment, kept your response to a measly two lines, by far a record for you on this blog.

Dan Jensen

Garvis, length is good on this site. Yours posts are and they have depth and are interesting. You use big words too. I didn't know you were that smart.

Pat Jensen

Hadley, that story gets better every time you tell it. What's the latest on when you can expect the swelling to subside?

Garvis Hadley

Dan, I've suspected for some time that you have a direct connection to this blog, one that sounds off with bells, or whistles, or such, each time someone makes a post to the site. Now I'm totally convinced. It took you a mere 20 minutes to enter a retort relative to my "busted nose" comment. Dang, Dan. What took you so long? Did you have to research the accuracy and authenticity of my busted nose incident in those piles and piles of record books, photo albums and scrapbooks you maintain? By now, you ought to know all of that by memory, what with the many, many times you must have referred to them. Or, were you washing dishes, dusting, or some performing some other household chore that delayed you?

And, in regard to my use of big words such as reverberating, emitting and prolific, I suppose those are big words for someone that attended one of the State Institutions in Huntsville. However, I was educated in a state of the art university (Southwest Texas University) that taught its students the use of words containing more than one syllable.

Dan Jensen

Garvis, you don't no nothing.

Kenneth Chaviers

To Pat: loved the comment about "when will the swelling go down" but not going to comment further on big snouts.
Pat, now that i have your attention, and this not only being a basketball site, please tell the story (that you can only tell) about the longest homerun you ever gave up while pitching for our Wildcat team; loved to hear it.

Another little titbit that might jog some memories. Remember how Coach George and other coaches must have liked fried chicken. Before the days of fast food chicken places, it was a treat when we went down Rosenburg way and after game playing Lamar Consolidated, we would stop and eat as team at the old Bill Williams Restaurant down that way. Loved the fried chicken w/hot rolls and honey. Thanks Coach for memories.

Dan Jensen

Kenneth Chaviers speaking of long home runs reminds me of the one that Albert Pujols hit in the fifth game of the series last year to silence the frothy Astro throng. There is a marvelous poem about it that I will share some time.

Yes, baseball talk is certainly welcome in here since Clear Creek has a good program under Jim Mallory and you are always welcome to talk about the St. Louis Cardinals too. Baylor also although it has no Clear Creek alums right now since Steven White and Mark McCormick have already passed through that system on the way to the pro ranks. White will be in the Yankee spring training camp this year.

Kenneth Chaviers

Thanks for the comment on Albert Pujols hit in the fifth game of the series last year to silence the frothy Astro throng. Just so happens that I was there to see that game and will always remember how loud the crowd was and then the homer and dead silence. Would love to see the poem.

Dan Jensen

Mighty Pujols At The Bat (October 17, 2005)

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Redbird nine that day
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
With the season on the line, the manager makes the call
Lidge trots out from the pen, and confidently takes the ball.

His fastball clocks at a hundred, his slider can't be hit
And Redbird fans do cry and swoon, as his warm ups hit the mitt.
The Stroville faithful dance and scream, as one they raise their cheer
Their closer needs but three outs, for this to be their year.

The first two batters took their cuts, but Lidge just mowed them down
And the building rocked and strangers kissed, in anticipation of the crown.
But one more out was needed, and the top of the order now due
As Eckstein walked up to bat, the fevered pitch just grew and grew.

Lidge pounded Eckstein with two strikes, he had his good control.
Then out of nowhere something happened; Ecky swung and found a hole.
He took second without a play; all that mattered was at the dish
"One more out" the fans cried out, only this their prayer and wish.

Jimmy Edmonds now dug in deep, his jaw was clinched and tight
And an edge crept into the stands; for they sensed they had a fight.
But Lidge glared in and took the sign, his stuff was such a lock
His pitches flew till the count went full; Jimmy finally coaxed a walk.

Eighty thousand eyes looked on deck, and there saw a famous number
For Pujols, mighty Pujols, stood there ready with his lumber.
He strode easily to the plate, and clenched his mighty fist
The first pitch flew and broke away; Mighty Pujols swung and missed.

And now Lidge gets the sign and now he winds and lets it go
Oh how the cheers are shattered, by the force of Pujols blow.
The silence becomes deafening, the air is all let out
For there is no joy in Stroville, the Mighty Pujols hit it out!"

Pat Jensen

Longest Homerun

I have been asked to tell about the longest home run ever hit against me. That’s easy. Larry Stephens of Angleton hit it in a game in their “stadium”. It came at 6 minutes, 32 seconds after four o’clock ……. Actually, I don’t even remember the year, but I’ll never forget the occurrence. I’ve told the story many times.

What’s the big deal about a long home run? Nolan Ryan and Roger Clemens, to name only two of many great pitchers, allowed tape measure shots more than once. So, the answer, of course, is nothing – unless you’re the pitcher that threw the pitch that may still be rolling along somewhere, especially when your catcher was trying to get you not to throw the pitch in the first place.

For those of a different era who will not recognize the name, Larry Stephens, just a little background. He was a fine all around Angleton athlete in our district – a good center in basketball, a runner in football who could put a lot of hurt on a tackler, (ask Bruce Montague) as well as a good enough defensive lineman to play at the University of Texas and the Cleveland Browns. He was also a hitter of baseballs known to travel a long distance. He was also big, tough, mean and a fierce competitor. Just guessing here, but his claim to fame may be the sizable ruckus he caused in a Cotton Bowl game against Syracuse. Black, Heisman Trophy winner Ernie Davis didn’t much appreciate Stephens spitting in his face.

Kenneth Chaviers was the catcher. He called a curveball for the first pitch. Stephens looked really bad on the pitch, ducking out of the way and unable to swing. Strike one! Chaviers liked it so much, he called it again. Once again, Stephens was looking for cover, though not nearly so much as the first time. Still, there was no swing. Strike two!

And the second guessing begins. At this point, my catcher, Chaviers, is thinking, “No way do we throw him another curve ball”. Stephens is thinking, “He better not throw me another curve ball”. Therein lies the problem. Having enjoyed those first two curve balls as much as I did, I was thinking, “No way in the world he would ever expect me to throw another curve ball.”

Chaviers calls for a fast ball, a pitch I didn’t have. I shook him off. I shook off every pitch he called until he finally got around to the curve ball. I didn’t like the wild look in Chaviers eyes when he stuck two fingers down, but I nodded Yes.

Angleton’s baseball field did not have a fence, not that it mattered. I’ll swear Stephens had circled the bases, sat down and was watching when the ball finally made it back to the infield. Frankly, I’m not sure the ball ever found its way back, but our fleet centerfielder, Garvis Hadley, assured me he finally caught up with it after it quit rolling and threw it back, surely after a series of relay throws.

Pitchers just shouldn’t be allowed to shake off their catcher.

Dan Jensen

That was a great story, although I think Larry Stephens was an offensive tackle in the pros.

I'll have to tell y'all my great story sometime about lighting up Nolan Ryan at the Clear Creek Ballpark.

I've told my Baylor friends about it several time but I think only one of them believes me.

Ed Davis

Dan, I think there is a post further on down this blog about your lighting up Nolan Ryan one time. Did you forget about it? Old age can cause such things.

Dan Jensen

"Ed, if you want to think something, why don't you think that roof back up on the barn instead of sitting in the shade all the time?"--Woodrow F. Call, Lonesome Dove

Garvis Hadley

Danged if Ole Dan doesn't get somewhat testy when someone corrects him.

Larry Stevens was a good runner for Angleton in high school, but that suggests he was in the backfield. Not so. He was an end. Why would I remember this, you ask? Cause I played safety my junior year at Webster, and Stevens caught a pass a few yards over the line of scrimmage and proceed to plow through me, leaving cleat marks on top of both my feet. But, it felt better after the swelling went down.

Yes, I too recall Stevens long home run, and yes, he had circled the bases and was sitting on the bench when I finally caught up with the ball, irrespective of my great speed. Great story, Patrick.

Dan Jensen

Garvis once again proves he don't no nothing. The Angleton star spelled his name "Stephens."

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Coach Carlisle at Southwest Texas

  • Coach and Basketball - Senior Year
    The photos in this album are taken from the yearbook, entitled The Pedagog, from Southwest Texas State University in San Marcos for the 1948/49 school year. Coach Carlisle was a senior that year. The photos tell a story of a very accomplished and talented athlete but also a person who had many other outstanding attributes as well. Thanks for Peggy Carlisle for supplying the yearbook from which these photos were taken.

The Houses of Carlisle

  • This album contains pictures of Webster High School and the George B. Carlisle Field House at Clear Creek High School in League City.

Hurricane Ike

  • Home Afloat in the Gulf
    Photos showing the aftermath of Hurricane Ike which hit the Texas coast at Galveston during the evening of September 12 and throughout the day on September 13.