100 Harmon Gym
100 Harmon Gym The Basketball Arena at Cal was for a while known as the Men's Gym, then as Harmon Gym afterwards it was changed to Harmon Arena (under Coach Campeinelli) and now after the $11 million dollar retrofit in the late 90s, Haas Pavilion. And while Haas Pavilion is certainly a very nice place to watch a game, to me, nothing will equal the electricity and pure mayhem that was 100 Harmon Gym.
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More after the jump As a huge basketball fan, I had certainly picked a fortuitous time to attend Cal. Already at Cal were 3-time all-Pac-10 performer Brian Hendrick, as well as up-and-coming forward combo Al Grigsby and Lamond Murray, but the key was incoming freshman and all-state performer shooting guard Jerod Haase. No, wait, I mean McDonald's All American Jason Kidd. Yeah, he was the good one.
Having a good basketball team was only part of the puzzle - the other part was provided by the building itself. The LA Times once described as "looking straight out of Hoosiers," - and it was. Tiny (seated only 6,900) little bandbox with the Straw Hat band on one end and the student section - not only right at mid-court, but right ON the court. Literally on the court. Like if you took a step forward, you could set a pick. Like when they did sideline out-of-bounds plays, you had to either move or press really far against the the 2nd row of students. And what an atmosphere it was. Every Thursday night and Saturday afternoon, people would line up early to get the front section - or even the front row to a. Get on television and b. get the closest heckling space to the game. 6,900 people - all of whom are wearing pretty heavy sweatshirts and coats - and with everybody jumping and screaming for 2.5 hours straight - well it got really steamy, like a sauna, or Twist's bathroom. How early did people line up? Well, during the 4 years I was there (1992 - 1996) I got to see some pretty good (not great, but pretty good) Cal teams - along with NBA players Jason Kidd, Lamond Murray, Michael "Yogi" Stewart, Sean "Kiwi" Marks, Tremaine Fowlkes *cough*, Ed Gray, Shareef Abdur-Rahim and NFL star Tony Gonzalez. With such star power, premium seating was limited and in high demand - and with a first-come, first-serve student section, trying to get front row seats was like a game of chicken. During my sophomore, junior and senior years - I'd wander by Harmon every hour or two hours, just to see if there was a line - if there was, I'd get in it. Usually for normal games - say an out of conference game or Washington State, the line would start at about 3:30pm for a 7:30pm tip, or 9am for a 12:30pm tip on Saturday. If it was a bigger game, say Oklahoma State with Big Country Reeves or Stanfurd, people would start lining up at lunch. The biggest games (Arizona and UCLA) usually went to the Oakland Coliseum except for one magical time we got UofA in Harmon - this was one of the really great Lute teams - with Damon Stoudamire, Reggie Geary, Miles Simon and Khalid Reeves.
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And I happened to walk by the Harmon Gym student entrance at 7:00pm the night before. . . and there were people already waiting, so I got in line and left a voice mail for my friends. (Yes! No cell phones! and only drug dealers had pagers!) And we spent 24 hours waiting for the front row in a basketball game. Despite the loss it was one of my favorite memories at Cal. In fact, the whole "front of the line, front row" culture that developed those four years are some of my favorite memories - replete with the informal line rules (no cutting, no holding places for people who show up 10 minutes before game time, know your group, no interlopers unless they're willing to put in the time in line, etc. etc.) OK, now I'm tired of writing in complete paragraphs, so here's some of my favorite Harmon memories in small paragraph form:
Cal vs. Oklahoma State - ESPN with Dickie V. It's Harmon Hysteria, Baby! (Still one of my favorite Cal shirts - next time I'm home I'm going to pick it up). We ran them out of our gym, even with NBA lottery pick Bryant Reeves. Big Country got heated up in our sweat box, and his skin turned bright red. Combine the Berkeley stereotype of Oklahoma + Big Country's bright red skin + "Take off that red shirt" chant = "Take off that red neck!" directed at Reeves for what seemed like 10 straight minutes. Reeves got so flustered that he tripped over the mid-court line back-pedalling on defense - which led to the start-up of the chant again.
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Getting into trash talking battles with opposing players from David Crouse at USC ("Hey Crouse! Get off that bench and do something!") to Jason Terry at Arizona ("Socks!") to Reggie Geary at Arizona to Brevin Knight at Stanfurd - the student section was close enough to the court and the acoustics good enough that conversations could be had with opposing players. This didn't always work as one guy once got into a running trash talk battle with Ike Fontaine at WSU, and pissed him off enough that he hit some absurd number of three pointers on his way to 30+ points and a win in Harmon. After every shot he made (and he made a lot) he'd look over at the guy and yell "What else you got!?" It got so bad that half the Cal student section was telling the guy to shut up and stop pissing Ike off.
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Cal vs. USC - 1993. 1 game after Bozeman started as head coach mid-season, we got annoying USC and super-annoying Burt Harris (picture a not-as-athletic, but still pretty good Nate Robinson). They came into our house, took us to over-time but Jason Kidd took the game over down the stretch, including rebounding his own miss for an and1 play to seal the game. It was the loudest building I've ever been in - my ears were ringing for 2 days afterwards. Oh, and we rushed the court - well that was pretty easy, it's just one step forward.
While the California Marching band is one of my favorite things about the university and football - I feel their full creativity only comes out with the Straw Hat Band - the more mischievous, zanier, wackier younger sibling. (At their most awesome at Cal Ice Hockey games, but that's another post). I love love love the Straw Hat band and all of their traditions in Harmon. One of which I think (I think - because I've only been to about 10 games at Haas) has been lost has been "TUNNNNNAAAAA". The story is this - back in the mid-80's, there was a really talented, but nervous player at UCLA who had the number "42" and the band would get on him mercilessly. "HEY FORTY-TWOOOOOOOO" - every time he caught the ball, and he'd drop it or misplay it somehow. Over time "FORTY TWOOOO" became "TUNAAAA" and the band exported it from just using it against UCLA to all schools. Where now, the band in the first quarter would go "Hey, Number 12! You're our TUNA for tonight! Tu-Na! Tu-Na! Tu-Na!" - then for the rest of the night, every time the guy caught the ball, "TUNA!!!!" I miss that. . .and the singing of Hail to California.
I ended up stacking my classes my junior and senior years on Monday Wednesday Friday during Spring Semester so that I could have the entire Thursday off - me and my friend S. would have a standard routine. Thursday nights was IB Hoagies (Cheese steak with, no hot sauce for me, Meatball, no hot sauce for him - with a Snapple Ice Tea and a Samuel Smith's Nut Brown Ale and the Contra Costa County times - on Saturdays it was two Egg Mit bagels from the newly opened Noah's - and the Coco Times) And it was always the same 40 people at the front of the line, except for the very big games.
Haas is a really nice and pleasant place to watch a game, but Harmon was a real home-court advantage. As Jason Kidd said in the "Kidd from Cal" - "People talk about the Dukes and Oregons and UCLAs of the world, but I think Harmon can fight with any of them." I've written a lot of words here, but I still don't think I'm doing 100 Harmon Gym any justice. Just know this - it was the loudest, most claustrophobic, steamiest little bandbox of a gym, and while I understand the economics behind Haas Pavilion, I think our athletic program is slightly poorer for it.The opinions expressed in a FanPost are, in every way, reflective of the opinions of every California Golden Blogs Marshawnthusiast. Moreover, they are reflective of every employee of SBNation, including Tyler "Blez" Bleszinski.
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Wish I could've seen Harmon in action...
Harmon sounds amazing. Haas will never be like Harmon – but the place has so much unmet potential to be more fun (for Cal fans) and hostile (for Cal’s opponents).
One thing I’d like to see pronto: We need to get people singing “Hail to California” again at Haas! The words are still up there, on the screen when the band plays. It only takes a few brave people to break the silence, then everyone joins in. Without too much effort, it could be a strong tradition once again – and a great way to make the whole crowd feel united, strong, and ready to rock the place before tip off.
by wurster on Aug 13, 2009 2:42 PM PDT reply actions 2 recs
Oh that's horrible
While I won’t pretend that all 6,900 people in Harmon knew Hail, enough people did that it gave me goosebumps everytime – and that’s about 15 home games a year.
6,900?
The number 6,578 is burned into my memory. That was the stated attendance for every sold out game. Wouldn’t be surprised if we packed 6,900 in there somehow, though, especially since we never really sat down in the student section.
Praise be to Tedford!
My most lasting Harmon Memory
While in jr. high school some friends and I were walking by Harmon and, for some reason, I was walking through the bushes outside, and I kicked something substantial. Turned out it was a 70’s era, ACTUAL Cal football helmet with the light blue and almost orange shade of yellow colors. My friends were SO freakin’ jealous they scoured the bushes but found nothing. I’ve still got it downstairs and now my son loves it. Maybe not as exciting as watching Kidd run the floor, but a lasting memory all the same.
I'd like to smell the Roses before I die.
Nice Post!
the Tuna started back in the 60’s. when the team blew big time.
“Hey Number …., you’re our tuna, for tonight!” and then everytime the player touched the ball….TTTTTTTTTTTTUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. rattled a number of good players over the years.
my favorite Harmon moments were in the 87 (?) season. Mayor Kevin Johnson et all….We were a better team than we’d been in decades, and it was la weekend….Thursday night against a solid $c team….Campinelli slapped everyone’s ass in the band as we marched past him into the game….prolly about 7,500 in Harmon…..standing all the way around the court…..complete bedlam.
then….fucla…..saturday afternoon….the nbc game of the week…..Reggie Miller…..i still get goosebumps…..we all put paper ears on our straw hats and rather than the tuna, went with Sheeeerrrryyyylllll every time reggie touched the ball….he had a rough game…..and we beat them for the first time in like 55 tries.
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by Rocksanddirt on Aug 13, 2009 3:56 PM PDT reply actions 2 recs
While I wasn't around
I’ve seen photos from the UCLA game. My favorite was a sign that read:
Nobody Beats Cal (53 times in a row)
Great post!
Yeah, what ever happened to the Tuna chant? Also, didn’t it morph into “Bonnie” for the women’s games?
Or the “Hey [insert player name here], your mom called. SHE SAID YOU SUCK!” I loved that one.
I believe
That the “SHE SAID YOU SUCK” came over from Cal Ice Hockey where the Straw Hat Band and Evil Steve used it for hockey.
I was one of those who helped bring it to basketball.
Ice hockey games were the best.
Officially, I don’t think we called it the Straw Hat Band there tho. So much rowdy. And beer.
by CalBandGreat on Aug 13, 2009 5:53 PM PDT up reply actions
now that i think about it
It went:
Band: Hey Evil Steve, the phone’s ringing
Evil Steve: hey number 45 your mom called
Everbody: SHE SAID YOU SUCK!
by LeonPowe on Aug 13, 2009 6:31 PM PDT via mobile up reply actions
In the late 90’s/early 2000’s, we used the “SHE SAID YOU SUCK” chant at football games – it was always my favorite. Nowadays, it seems like no one in the student section knows it anymore. A couple of friend of mine and I still sneak over to the student sections for games, and if we do the chant people look at us, either like “where did that come from?” or “Hey, that’s funny, did you think of that yourself?”
Sadly, it appears to have gone the way of the dodo.
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Haas hasn’t (and probably won’t) ever been like Harmon, but I’m still disappointed that basketball wasn’t very good and wasn’t a great atmosphere during my time on campus. Pretty much all I had was Powe the show. There were some great individual games (OT win against Oregon, Victoria for Gabe Pruitt and Steve Panawek’s dunk, Theo’s 3 to send it into OT when Cal was playing UCLA basically for the regular season conference title) but there was never that kind of excitement unless the ball was in Leon’s hands.
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Nice post.
1. My favorite game at Harmon was UCLA in 1984, my freshman year. Cal trotted out three freshman (KJ, Chris Washington, and Jim Beatie), Butch Hayes and Dave Butler (playing center vs. 7 footer Stuart Gray). Small ball before its time – three guards and two skinny forwards. Cal got the early lead, forced UCLA to come out of its zone and then would have Johnson or Washington break their man down one-on-one. I was seated right on the court in the corner for the up-close-and-personal view of Johnson swishing the game-tying bucket at the buzzer of regulation. UCLA wore Cal down in overtime 72 – 60, but it was a great night out.
2. 1987 UCLA game also memorable. I had been hit by a car while riding my bicycle on Skyline drive in the AM – no major damage to me (bike was another story), just ringing ears (pre-helmet era) and the bedlam in the arena was a nice complement.
3. They used to open the gym for pick-up on week-ends, but after the RSF went up it was off limits. In fact, I got kicked out once by the team when they were practicing.
4. Is it true that the court was slightly larger than regulation size?
5. I liked how the band would call out “Hey Coach Kuchen” and he would wink and give them a thumbs up. (Lou was a little too east-coast for that.)
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by Jake88 on Aug 13, 2009 9:08 PM PDT reply actions 2 recs
4 I had heard it was 94 feet (nba) instead of 90
3 if you took a pe class you played on harmon’s floor – but cross wise instead
by LeonPowe on Aug 13, 2009 11:02 PM PDT via mobile up reply actions
4 I had heard it was 94 feet (nba) instead of 90
3 if you took a pe class you played on harmon’s floor – but cross wise instead
by LeonPowe on Aug 13, 2009 11:13 PM PDT via mobile up reply actions
Rec'd, thanks for the memories!
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by Avinash Kunnath on Aug 15, 2009 8:09 AM PDT up reply actions
Harmon memories
I got to Cal about 3 years after Campanelli took over. Campanelli had the name “changed” to “Harmon Arena” for men’s games. Because, he said, “Men play in an arena, not a gym.” Tevs. It still said “Harmon Gymnasium” on the outside of the building!
I remember the “Boys In The Front Row” tradition — a group of dudes in the front row across from the visitors’ bench. They were relentless. Some favorite targets during my time at Cal were Todd Lichti (stanfurd), Andrew Vlahov (stanfurd), Trevor Wilson (Fucla), Don MacLean (Fucla), and Gary Payton (OSU).
It’s clear that I’m a little older than Leon, as my most memorable games at Harmon are earlier.
1. December 1988: Cal vs. Villanova. My freshman year, the first “marquee” matchup I experienced as a Cal student. This was a big deal. Nova was 3 years removed from being national champs and brought a ranked team into Harmon. Rumor had it that Rollie Massimino wasn’t real thrilled to come to our place, but did it as a favor to his good friend Campanelli. Great game. I got there late, and was stuck in upstairs kind of in the corner, but the atmosphere was still electric. We won by 2 on a late basket.
2. Cal v. stanfurd, January 1989. stanfurd was ranked at the time and would go on to have a pretty good year (before losing in 1st round of NCAAs to Siena). The game was during winter break, and I didn’t know what to expect crowd-wise. I came back early just to go. It was very well attended. Close game throughout until we broke it open near the end. I sat pretty close to the floor, which was awesome. Had my only “rush the floor” experience, too, as the student section spilled out onto the floor at game’s end to celebrate. In addition to giving Lichti a lot of grief, I distinctly remember taunts to Derek Bruton about his having a hairy back.
3. Cal vs. Arizona State, 1990: Totes random game during the season where we made NCAA tournament for first time since 1960. It was a weird game to begin with, because it was on a Friday night. Rarity in the Pac-10. We had lost to Arizona on Wednesday night. (Yes, we played Wednesday/Friday that week. Weird.) The crowd was not really the vocal Harmon crowd I was used to. Could have been the Friday night pregame drinking. But I remember the game for a funny moment in the second half. Arizona State had a guy named “Redhair.” For some reason, the student section started taunting him with “RED-HAIR, RED-HAIR, RED-HAIR,” every time he touched the ball. Then, the student section started in on a guy named Brian Camper, who was bald. Everytime he got the ball, the student section chanted, “NO-HAIR, NO-HAIR, NO-HAIR.” The first time it happened, you could hear audible laughter from the “alumni” side of the arena. So then, for the rest of the non-bald Arizona State players, the students would chant, “SOME-HAIR, SOME-HAIR, SOME-HAIR” every time a player touched the ball. This went on for much of the second half, until the game got a little interesting and we needed to buckle down and get loud again.
Lamond Murray, Monty Buckley, KJ Roberts, and Al Grigsby were part of the boffo recruiting class that came in when I was a senior. So I had only 1 season watching them. I watched the likes of Roy Fisher, Leonard Taylor, Keith Smith, Matt Beeuwsaert, Erik McDonough, Sean Harrell, Billy Dreher, Ryan Drew, Brian Hendrick, Bryant Walton, and Bill Elleby.
One more Harmon memory, non-basketball: We used to take final exams there.
Praise be to Tedford!
by Ohio Bear on Aug 14, 2009 6:09 AM PDT reply actions 3 recs
I think they still do that. I took at least one final in Haas.
Harmon sounds amazing, but how many times did you get to gladhand President Clinton in Harmon??
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by Avinash Kunnath on Aug 15, 2009 8:08 AM PDT up reply actions
Campanelli's Son
Remember when he was on the team? I felt terrible for him as he was pretty bad and Lou would absolutely tear him apart on the bench.
I remember Kyle Campanelli’s time on the team. He was one of the most unpopular players (with the fans, I mean) I can ever remember in the Cal basketball program. The fans were brutal to that poor kid.
Praise be to Tedford!
100 Harmon
Was also an annoying, squeaky, frightening place to take, say, your Anthro 1 final.
ahhh yes
took my Anthro 1 final there. Our professor, Tim White, was late. When he came in, he scaled the bleachers (they had been pushed in to make room for the hundreds of test takers), climbed to the top corner of Harmon, and yelled "Gimme a ‘C’!’ Despite the nerves, we all responded enthusiastically as he took us through the Cal spellout, topped by the requisite “gooooooooooooooo Bears!”
by BTsteve on Aug 18, 2009 1:37 PM PDT up reply actions 1 recs
I took at least 3 finals there
including IB 28 (DINOSAURS! Raaarrh!)
The final was so easy I was done in 20 minutes. But I was scared to hand in my paper. I double checked it 3 times, and still would’ve been the first to hand it in. But I said “fuck it” and handed it in after 27 minutes.
Grade:
A+ on the Final (110 out of 100, including the bonus questions about Lance Blankenship and I think the other one was about Oregon’s QB situation)
Harmon
That place was really something. Like Ohio Bear, I’m a bit older than Leon so my memories span the end of the Dick Kuchen era (a coach I liken to Ben Braun in that he was clean, likable, but not overly successful) and the beginning of Campanelli.
The end of the Streak against Ucla was one of the most emotionally orgasmic things I’ve ever watched in real life, being right up there with such things as The Play, the ‘94 World Cup final in the RB, and Kirk Gibson’s HR against the A’s. Harmon was insane, and I’m kind of surprised the place didn’t collapse.
Ahhh, nostalgia.
Yeah, well, that's just, like, your opinion, man.
by SoCal Oski on Aug 14, 2009 9:33 AM PDT reply actions 2 recs
Harmon's last stand
I was lucky enough to be a Ball Boy for Cal Men’s games in Harmon’s last year before renovation… Nothing will match seeing Kidd play up close from under the basket…
I don’t think I appreciated it as much at the time, I thought it was cool I could shoot around before the game before teams came out, and didn’t mind that my only real job was corral balls and clean up sweat on the court…
I’ll always remember fans rushing the court in Harmon, it was great having a sea of people attack the court so fast… Moving to Oakland Arena the following years never matched the intensity of Harmon… We definitely needed the upgrade to Haas to take the next step, but I for one will always remember Harmon as a great place to spend winter nights growing up… Single tear…
by CruzinBears on Aug 14, 2009 10:18 AM PDT reply actions 2 recs
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Not to mention I still have Ed Gray’s jr. year jersey still on my wall at home… Sure it wasn’t from his best year… But in 20 years it’ll be the jersey he scored 48 pts in before breaking his ankle ;)
by CruzinBears on Aug 14, 2009 10:20 AM PDT up reply actions
Rec'd for insight
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by Avinash Kunnath on Aug 15, 2009 8:09 AM PDT up reply actions 1 recs
Dang nice write up
Make me want to have been a part of Cal bball back in the day.
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Taking finals in Room 100
I remember taking a final in Room 100. When I was growing up in LA during the ’70s, I was always fascinated by Harmon because when UCLA went to play Cal, I was mesmerized by all of the various basketball and volleyball lines on the court. There were the regular basketball lines, Then volleyball lines. Then it appeared that there were half court basketball lines going in the other direction. It was what made college basketball, college basketball. When I got to Cal in the ’80s, the lines had been pretty much cleaned up, but as the article said, it was an absolute swamp.
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