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Kuester’s Big Night

Interesting read from Lee Pace at The Ram’s Club.

John Keuster, often “lost” among the bigger names on the 1977 team, comes to the rescue in the ACC Championship.

Ford had already been hit with three charging calls in the game (one of them eliciting a technical foul in protest from coach Dean Smith), and he picked up his fifth foul on a collision with defender Billy Langloh.

That put Kuester in the prism to lead the offense and direct a mishmash lineup of Tar Heels.

“I looked down our bench and saw LaGarde and Davis and then Ford,” Smith said. “But we had John Kuester. He got lost sometimes with all the so-called stars we had. But he was a star in his own right.”

Kuester took the leadership reins those last six minutes. He defended Virginia point guard Bobby Stokes. He directed the Tar Heel offense. He made four free throws down the stretch. When the Heels inched ahead with 3:20 to play, you could be sure they would be going to the Four Corners delay, and soon after they went to the spread, Kuester hit O’Koren with a back-door layup.

The Virginia threat was averted (even with O’Koren fouling out in the last two minutes), and the Heels went on to a 75-69 win and eventual berth in the Final Four (they lost to Marquette in the title game). Kuester was named ACC Tournament MVP for his late-game heroics.

“John was just great,” Ford said. “He is starting to get some of the credit he deserves.”

“We all just kept our poise,” Kuester said. “Even without Tommy and Walter and then Phil and Mike, everyone kept their poise.”

1977 is widely regarded as one of the most heartbreaking ends of any UNC season, possibly ever.  That being said, based on the injuries they suffered and if this one game is an indication, what kind of “luck” they were dealing with, it is amazing the Heels even found themselves in position to win the national title.  A credit to the players for their gritty, gutty efforts.  Also credit to Dean Smith who basically found a way to make lemonade out of lemons.

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1 comment to Kuester’s Big Night

  • william

    Kuester was great that night. It is hard for guys today to know just how big that win was. To have lost two years in a row to a crummy UVa in the finals would have been crushing for UNC. Nobody to this day can explain UVa winning five of six tourney games in 1976 and 1977 after being terrible both years in the regular season.

    1977 was heartbreaking for the Tar Heels almost exactly in the same way that Tom Watson’s loss in the Open was heartbreaking. It wasn’t heartbreaking because they should have won, necessarily. In fact, they were more than fortunate to have won against UVa, and then against Purdue, and then against Notre Dame and Kentucky and UNLV, all of whom played them well enough to win.

    Marquette had underperformed during the regular season, but in terms of rosters, the Warriors seemed better than UNC, particularly with Ford and Davis hurt. You just figured that if UNC had gotten that far, that they were going to find a way to win, just like Watson, but that is why we watch sports. Sometimes reality ruins a great media story–just ask MSU this year.

    Then again, the media in 1977 had the Al McGuire retiring angle to run with, so they were winners either way. Either Dean or Al was finally going to win one and I am sure that Dean is glad in retrospect that McGuire got his title, as they were quite good friends from the Belmont Abbey days, when McGuire coached in North Carolina. McGuire would go on to be a huge fan of Dean’s and the UNC program as a broadcaster and even said that he wished his son had played at UNC instead of at Marquette.