Aug. 14, 2011
During my time at WU, Dave Mauer was an assistant to Bill Edwards. The old field house was still pretty much divided by sex, and Ruth Helsel, Betty Dillahunt and Lee Coleman ably held down the womens’ end of the building. On the second floor were two one-wall handball courts, where several of us would gather to face off in matches. One day, Dave came by in his famous white shorts (and we know how short they were in those days!), while a game was in progress. He sidled up and asked if we wanted to play Chinese (not politically correct, but that’s what we called it) doubles. We embarked on a new game, and afterwards were very glad we had taken our rings off, as our hands were quite swollen from the intensity of the hits against that single wall. It was great fun, and it is not in my memory bank who won---but likely all of us!
Funny things you remember about people . . .
Bea Sites vonTobel, class of 1963
Aug. 5, 2011, 6:28am
When we played it was the offense against the defense, Bull against Davey. The defense almost came to hate the offense and Coach Maurer. Neither coach could have done it without the other. Their system worked because of each of them. Your freshmen year, you feared coach Maurer. Your sophomore year, you hated him, and by your junior year you loved him. I loved Coach Edwards like a son loves his father, but it was at the lowest point in my playing career (senior year), when Coach Maurer came to me and consoled and lifted me up. I saw then what the crazy system was all about, and my respect and love for Coach Maurer was never paralleled. I will think of him and miss him always.
Al Capuano, class of 1964
Carmel, Ind.
Aug. 4, 2011, 9:17am
It is the end of an era for Wittenberg University and the Springfield Community with the passing of Coach Dave Maurer, but he will live on in the hearts and minds of all who have known him in whatever context. Our sympathies go out to all of his wonderful family.
I had the pleasure of a very special relationship with Davey for 13 years as team physician for all the Wittenberg Tigers. I can say that Davey was always genuinely concerned about the well-being of his players, especially when injuries did occur, and always respected my decision on whether a player should return to action. I must say that this standard was representive of all the coaches I worked with at Wittenberg. Thanks for the many memories, Davey — especially those National Championships — 1973 and 1975.
Dr. Bill Goettman
Aug. 4, 2011, 9:17am
I am sorry that we couldn't be at Davey's Memorial Service, but his life was celebrated by my brother Joe ('72) and I on that day. He was so special to all of the people and players that he touched during his life. Davey, Rosie, Farney & Murph, the "four horsemen of Springfield" are legends to many of us. The stories and memories that we have will live forever. Thanks Coach for being there for all of us.
John Paoloni, Class of 1974
Joe Paoloni, Class of 1972
Aug. 3, 2011, 5:28pm
I echo my teammate Alec Drummond’s words in that we were lucky to be part of something special without knowing we were entering into that when we began the journey. Walking onto campus that first day to start summer ball and having absolutely no idea what to expect — just knowing that you were scared and hoped not to embarrass yourself. Davey was an intimidating figure — not large in stature but truly a giant in persona. When he spoke everyone else was quiet. My first exposure during that summer session was at the track and field where we were required to run a mile for time to determine our level of fitness after a summer of fun or preparation. Sitting at the top of the stands and listening to Davey talk was daunting in itself. Quietly in walks the largest player I had ever been around, Antoine Strothers, a returning senior defensive tackle — late I might add. Davey stopped his remarks immediately and addressed Antoine in a tone we all came to know at one time or another during our time at Wittenberg. "Antoine, if you are ever late to a function again for this team you can get on that bus and head on back to Pittsburgh." This big man Antoine meekly replied, "Yes, sir" and the meeting commenced without another word about it.
Davey played no favorites on the field — he was harder on the best players than those who played little. But he was your biggest supporter off the field. Time and again he came to players’ rescue who had run afoul of the university or gotten into some scrape. He backed you and supported you — and then meted out his own consequence in his own time and way.
Davey was truly a great coach and friend. His impact at Wittenberg will be seen forever and his influence on the young men who had the privilege to play for him was immeasurable. He taught us to respect every opponent but fear none. His record of achievement was truly remarkable with players considered a little too small or too slow to play at bigger universities. He took those players and created team after team that out executed most every team they played. His greatest coaching came in the wins over scholarship programs Delaware and Eastern Kentucky and in the two National Championships. He was a tireless worker and expected no less from his coaches or players. I had the pleasure of playing for Davey for four years and then coaching for two. Getting to see the two sides of Davey helped me understand him even more. I extend my prayers to the Tracy, Kelly and Tucker and thank them for sharing their Dad with all of us for so many years. He will be missed but never forgotten.
George Keen, Class of 1978
Aug. 2, 2011, 2:56pm
When I came to the initial workouts of the Wittenberg Tigers in August 1963, my first impression of Coach Davey Maurer was striking. He had an uncanny ability to quickly identify heart and distinguish it from bravado. He could make a request or suggestion that would call out every ounce of reserve from his player students. To this day, 48 years later, the common theme of one of my most vivid dreams is working so hard and wanting to catch the eye of my coach. To say he had a long lasting character building influence would be very much an understatement.
I offer to his family my deepest sympathies and warmest reflections of a great man.
Jim Helba, class of 1967
McMurray, Pa.
Aug. 2, 2011, 3:04pm
I played from 79-82 and was a graduate assistant in 83 and just received the news of Coach Maurer's passing. His death marks a memorable chapter in my life when I learned much of what of I would need to compete and to survive in this crazy world of ours. Perhaps because I'm turning 50 next week I feel even more retrospective about this but I did want to let my fellow Tigers know that he had a big influence on my life. Much of the personal success I've enjoyed is a reflection of his work ethic and that constant drive to be at your best when your best is needed. I lost seven games in four years, played on a runner-up national championship team, won two OAC conference championships and made the all-OAC team as an offensive guard my senior year due to his leadership.
Ultimately, his intensity and his dedication to the cause -- no matter what he chose to pursue -- are the two values he instilled in me and for that I am forever grateful. His passion for sports was contagious and rubbed off on many of us who continue to coach and to play for the sheer joy of competition. I know now that these are the mechanisms that help me keep my sanity and Dave Maurer was the source. He and Nancy were there for me when I was at my worst and they treated me and every other student-athlete like family -- another indicator of their commitment to young people.
In closing, I can think of nobody who honored the game of football as much as Coach Maurer. He is truly a legend and someone who left an indelible imprint on not just Wittenberg University but all of the students who took classes from him or played under him. As I write this, I feel those tear ducts welling up and am reminded of the time we played Baldwin Wallace on national television (during the 82 NFL strike) and before we took the field we had a chance to meet Pat Summerall and John Madden who were there to broadcast the game. When Coach Maurer shook Madden's hand, his piercing eyes gleaming with intensity but with a huge grin across his face, I heard him say, "This is what football's all about!" I've never forgotten that moment nor the exalted feeling of stepping on to the field and, though we lost the game 16-14, we competed until the last play against our arch-rival. Once again, Coach Maurer got it right!
Please pass along my condolences to Nancy and the rest of the Maurer clan and the Kreilick Family Foundation will be making a pledge to the scholarship fund.
John "Jake" Kreilick, class of 1983
Aug. 2, 2011, 9:54am
Dear Coach Maurer,
First, I am truly sorry that I was unable to attend the dinner in your honor back in November of 2008.It would have given me the opportunity to "thank you" in person for all that you have done through your coaching and living examples to directly affect the person I have become and continue to be today.I can still remember how, as a freshman in 1965, your presence intimidated me and how it was much easier to "get it done" the way you wanted instead of having you upset at me … you demanded that we all achieve at your level of caring and that is certainly what made us successful both then and definitely later in life.
I also remember how you treated me when I returned in 1967 after literally disappearing in '66 without telling you or Coach Edwards that I was going to U.C. You let me play but you also made it very clear that what I had done was wrong and not at all fair to our Team. However, you also asked me to stay and work for you and with the Team in 1969 and during that time I experienced another side of you as a Coach (teacher) and mentor. That season with you may have been one of the most intense and memorable learning experiences of my life. It has served me well, initially while coaching high school football in Dayton from 1970 thru 1973 and definitely later in life as a father, company owner and now grandfather.
I just want you to know that there are a lot of us out here, young men that you mentored and shared your life with, who have gone on to be very successful in our lives with families, grandkids and wonderful memories but most of all, a lasting "esprit de corps" and inner strength that helps us all decide what is really important and how to reach deep inside ourselves to make it happen ... "get it done!"
Coach, all our prayers are with you and your family. We all wish you the best and that you realize how much you have accomplished and most of all, how many lives you have touched and affected in a very special, lasting way...God Bless you.
David Bush, class of 1969
Aug. 2, 2011, 8:53am
Being around Coach Dave Maurer was a lot like being around the Energizer Bunny...the guy just never stopped.
Davey's accomplishments as a football coach are well-documented, but he was a great coach in the other sports he touched as well. I had the privilege of being a member of his swim teams from 1960-1964. One of my proudest moments came one night after practice when he pulled me aside and told me that he was going to make me the greatest swimmer in Wittenberg's history. I was just trying not to drown in practice, and as it turned out my talent level did not quite match Davey's degree of enthusiasm. But we did pull off some great upsets and a fair share of victories. By the way, I later learned that he had that same "greatest swimmer in Wittenberg's history" conversation with several other team members...but that was just vintage Davey. He was a great leader, and like all great leaders demanded no more of others than he did of himself. He instilled in us his incredible energy and work ethic, fierce competitive nature and strong sense of fair play and strict adherance to the rules of the game and of life.
"Passing The Torch" is a Wittenberg tradition and I have to believe that Davey was very comfortable in knowing that the Tradition of Excellence he was so much a part of establishing continues today in the classroom and on the field of competition. If there is a sports program in Heaven, then Heaven had better "Tiger Up" because another great Wittenberg coach has just arrived.
Dick Maurer, class of 1964
Aug. 2, 2011, 12:24pm
There is not a day that goes by that Davey Maurer doesn't somehow influence my life. Witt, Team, Family, Ourselves! His players have moved on and done great things, not allowing anything to hold us back. Coach would say "Enthusiasm under Control." Davey Maurer, outside my father, is the greatest man I have every known. What more can I say. I have truly been blessed by him, his coaches and the players that he coached with me. If anyone has taught us at Wittenberg to "Pass The Light," it was Coach. God Bless You Davey. You will always be a part of our lives. And, I bet Davey, Red, Rosey and Bull are probably already sharing some pretty good stories.
Rest in Peace Coach.
Roger A. Parker, class of 1973
Aug. 1, 2011, 6:56pm
I simply had to write and share how much I respected and enjoyed being taught by Coach Maurer. While I have fond memories of my days hitting whiffle golf balls in the gym — it was the coaching class taught by him that had the most profound impact on me. I will never forget him telling us that we had to get to know each and every player and find out what motivated them each, individually and that is how you will get the most out of your players. May he rest in peace.
Katie Wilton Peterson, class of 1993
Aug. 1, 2011, 5:55pm
My heart is heavy but my memories will never fade for Coach "Davy" Maurer. It is astounding to imagine how he facilitated my matriculation to Wittenberg from southern West Virginia. He was so special to my wife, Becky, and me, although initially not agreeing with our marriage my senior year. We shall never forget this man of great spirit, integrity and compassion. You will be missed.
John and Becky Beckett, class of 1971
Aug. 1, 2011, 5:48pm
I entered Wittenberg aspiring to be on the golf and Lacrosse teams. On a lovely fall day in 1989, Coach called me into his office after golf practice. He put his arm around me and said "son, you better stick to lacrosse because you stink at golf." I arrived at lax practice the next day and ended up playing all 4 years. I play golf now and not lacrosse. I realized then that lacrosse could only be played for a few years, but I could play golf my whole life.
Randy Finn, class of 1993
Aug. 1, 2011, 4:57pm
This is a difficult time for all of us at Wittenberg. Coach Maurer to so many, whether a football player or not, was larger than life, seemingly immortal, and possessing a passion for Wittenberg athletics like no other. I remember seeing him during my days at Wittenberg and always thought to myself, wow, there goes Coach Maurer. He knew all of us in his days. How he did that I'll never know. Playing tennis throughout my years I didn't think for a minute that he even knew who I was or where the tennis courts were for that matter. I should have known better. At the close of my senior year I had won the OAC title at #1 singles for the third year in a row and we came away with a great team victory. A few days later I received a handwritten note from Davey congratulating me on my accomplishment and for having the spirit of a Tiger. To say I was stunned is more than an understatement. Davey was, and always will be, embodiment of the Tiger spirit. Some forty years later I still have that note. I always will. Dave Maurer was so many things to so many people, but to all of us he will always be "Coach."
Mike Senich, class of 1972
Midland, Texas
Aug. 1, 2011, 4:36pm
A small cadre of athletes, not football players, experienced the Maurer touch as members of the university swimming team. He admitted that he was "assigned" this coaching position without any credentials. But as the song lyric goes, "by your students you'll be taught."
Every year that I was associated with the swimming team (1958-62), there were always several top tier members who had the technical expertise to improve everyone else. And Davey was brilliant enough to absorb their suggestions, process them for the team, and grow into a compassionate and dedicated coach.
He was an inspiration for the entire team, motivating each swimmer to improve and fulfill his personal aspirations. I thought of Davey many times as I muddled through some coaching experiences over the past decades. And I was able to thank him a couple of years ago. I was astonished at his vivid, snapshot like memories of specific swimming meets and often individual events that occurred 50 years ago.
Gil Belles, class of 1962
Aug. 1, 2011, 4:36pm
Just a few thoughts on the passing of Coach Dave Maurer.
As a freshmen quarterback in fall of 1967, Coach Maurer taught me the tenacity of winning, of perfection, of execution, and of life. I was intimidated by his coaching but loved his toughness. YOU HAVE TO BE A TOUGH SUCKER TO WIN!
As a player for him, I admired his passion and dedication to the game. He was relentless in his desire and his preparation.
My junior year, my mom was remarrying and I had to miss Friday's practice, we were playing B-W that Saturday, to go to the wedding, as I went to ask him permission, I was scared to death. I asked him and he said NO! Then he smiled and said I also had to give my mother away for her second marriage, I will see you Saturday!
I later worked for Coach Maurer, as one of his assistants. He was as tough and dedicated at that time as he was when I played for him. My wife was pregnant and had our first son on a Thursday, during the season, there were some complications with him, a birth defect and they had to operate the day that we were to play Butler University. He pulled me aside and said that I needed to be a father and be with my family.
He was a man's man a true father image, tough and demanding yet compassionate and loving. I am a better person for him having coached me. I will never forget him!
Wittenberg's Motto, on the seal says "Having Light We Pass It On To Others." No one had more light and passed more on than Coach Dave Maurer! I could go on and on but these are a few things that I will cherish about him.
Rocky Alt, class of 1971
Aug. 1, 2011, 4:00pm
Well, I guess that we all knew that it would be soon, but that doesn't make it easy. It's in God's perfect timing, certainly. My deep sympathies are extended to Davey's family.
Looking back, I just feel so fortunate to be born in 1954, to have grown up as a boomer, and to have decided to play football. I really couldn't play anything else.
Anyway. I came to Wittenberg for no analytical reason. Showed up in 1972 to play for Dave Maurer. Davey Maurer!! I had no real appreciation for him, his principles, the Wittenberg Program, or anything at the time. I was completely and totally immersed in self-serving teen age adolescence. What if I hadn't come to Wittenberg? Don't even want to think about it.
August 27th, 1972, I still remember Davey's intense talk, mainly, to our parents at Wittenberg Football's opening gathering. "Ladies and Gentlemen, your sons are third. We, at Wittenberg, respect the game of football first, our team second, and your sons, as individuals, third." Instantaneously, he drove home to everybody in the room his beliefs in humility, preparation, and team concept. I think that I've taken his emphasis on TEAM CONCEPT to heart the most. It seems to be so lacking in sports, or anywhere, today, honestly. Just an opinion.
Anyway. Over the 37 victories from '72-'75, the 2 OAC Championships, and the 2 National Championships, things started to sink in. I don't really think that they completely sunk in, though, until 1977. Wittenberg had gone to Eastern Kentucky and had lost 28-0 in 1976. Playing them in a home and away, the Tigers had them at home in the fall of '77 � Dave Merritt's junior year. Never have I seen a more well executed game � both sides of the ball, including Davey's legendary use of Gary Sitler and the punt to pin teams deep, than in that game and in that victory over an extremely good Division 1A school. What an example of a committed team that was completely committed to TEAM CONCEPT. Adjustments were made from the previous year, and the Tigers did it. It dawned on me that I was fortunate enough in my life to be a part of it for 4 years. How humbled I felt.
The Teaching and Coaching Profession has lost one of its greats. I believe that we played for a Coach and a staff at the absolute top of their craft. How grateful and fortunate I feel. I have thought about Davey and his principles every day of my life since August 27th, 1972.
May he rest in Peace.
Alec Drummond, class of 1976
Aug. 1, 2011, 11:19am
Helping others is what people are all about. And no one helped and influenced others better than Davey. I didn't play for him, but I attended Wittenberg in the early 60s, and he influenced me in great ways. He inspired all who came in contact with him and he loved Wittenberg U. and all those he came in contact with. I have heard so many stories from those who played for him and I have listened to the many tributes to him over the years. I even saw him a few years ago after many years away from Wittenberg, and he knew my name and was eager to influence me even then despite his pain at the time. He gave of himself unselfishly throughout.
Blessings to his family and all those in Springfield who have been close to him over the years. We all share in grieving his loss but especially those so close to him over the years.
Craig Scobie, class of 1964
July 31, 2011, 10:12pm
We have all lost a great man. Davey taught the lessons of life to an impressionable young college kid — as it turned out, this was the most valuable part of my education at Wittenberg. Although he is now gone from this earth to join his beloved Nancy, Coach will never be gone from the hearts and minds of the generations of players that he helped mold into men. Much of his life lessons have been and still are the basis of my own achievements in life and the core values that he taught have been and still are my values, for which I am deeply indebted to him. Rest in peace, Coach.
Scott R. Stevenson, class of 1970
July 31, 2011, 3:01pm
There are very few people that one meets in life who have such a profound effect. Coach simply made everyone better. He expected your best and he got it. He treated us like men and the results that he got speak for themselves.
He will be missed by all of us, but we are all better off for knowing him.
Bob Miller, class of 1970
Dublin, Ohio
July 31, 2011, 12:48pm
I knew when I saw the heading of the e-mail that news of the passing of Coach would follow.
Hopefully not to wax too nostalgically, he and my high school coach had the largest impact on my life as a young teenager taking me out of the shadows of the steel mills of Youngstown. Little did I know or care at the time that they would be opening and keeping doors open for a kid who did not have a clue or concern of what their influence and subsequent impact would have in directing my life's outcomes.
Many of you who know me are aware that I had come into Wittenberg through association with the football program and experienced a serious knee, leg fracture and hamstring injury the last game of freshman year. The seriousness of the injury didn't really come to light until the following spring conditioning sessions in the mat room which then required extensive emergency surgery due to partially severing an artery from a bone chip. I withdrew for the term and had surgery completed close to my home town of Niles in Warren, Ohio. I intentionally never shared the seriousness or degree of the injury but it was extensive enough to where it was career ending. I had secured a letter from an orthopedic surgeon in Warren (my attending surgeon had fallen and undergone hip surgery and was out of pocket to complete follow up care for the post surgical rehabilitation) that was a letter saying I was OK to return to full physical activity. I had lied to him omitting that my goal was to return to playing football. I then went into the next year working to gain a return to the gridiron where into the last week of preseason Coach stopped me at the basket room and "cordially" invited me to his office (I think the actual quote was "Shehy, get your ass up to my office right now!"). Well of course after that I had to go the the John first, and then headed to his office.
Upon arriving into his office, both he and Coach Rosencrance were there. Coach in his chair and Rosie standing behind him leaning against a credenza were beet flipping red. I wasn't quite sure what I had done. I knew that I was too beat to have violated any team rules by breaking curfew. I wasn't dating any coaches daughters. I had actually had come off of a pretty good practice and responded quite well to everyone of Coach Fahrney's, "Do it again Shehy, Do it againnnnn!". I soon discovered that I was about to receive the sermon of my life and with that discovered the true integrity and caring nature of the man. He had noticed that throughout drills, though wearing a brace, I was moving consistently trying to protect my leg. This was before e-mails, faxes and HIPPA laws. Coach after a week of practice had contacted my parents and requested a copy of my medical file and evaluation pertaining to the leg injury which he then had Doc Goettman review. The "hall pass" from the substitute surgeon hadn't worked. Coach had just received notification from Doc that not only was I unsuited to ever participate, but that any further injury would have put me into a serious situation risking significant disability or worse if the artery was ever re-injured. Hell, I didn't care, I just wanted to play football for the winningest program in the country - I would have played peg legged even to just be on the sidelines. Well that didn't happen. Coach totally inserted himself and questioned me on what type of person did I think he was where he would let one of the players under his charge knowingly risk long term physical disability or worse. After a long dissertation and Rosie just staring at me (God do I remember that stare!) knew my playing days were over - this was tough. He then proceeded to inform me that the only way my grant-in-aid was in risk was if I ever stepped onto the practice field in spikes again. Then upon graduating and going into education he again inserted himself assuring me of recommendations to be hired as a teacher and a coach. Talk about opening doors! He spoke at the high school banquet where I coached several years later and in hearing his banquet address, I recognized again why his teams never played like "Louie's Hungry Five".
I was one of the luckiest kids on this planet to have had his shadow cast upon me (I mean literally the first day of contact when Sheldon Moore had bent my facemask and bloodied my nose with me looking up into the August sun in a full prostrate position, seeing Coach's silhouette against the sun laughing and saying "Shehy,welcome to the NCAA!"). Though not playing another down soon realized the nature, spirit and the integrity of a great man. It is tough to see this generation pass knowing how they surpassed their challenges in life with their legacy of passing on the true traits of being a champion hopefully not passing into the twilight with their passing. Not sure how realistic the perception of the after life regarding what heaven looks or feels like, but hopefully he's metaphysically in a coaches office, just finished watching film with Rosie and Coach Edwards, drinking black coffee, smoking his Winston's waiting for a tee time. There was none better on or off the field with this world a better place due to it being graced by his nature and character.
Tom Shehy
July 30, 2011, 9:15pm
No one represented the vibrant Wittenberg spirit more nobly and passionately than Dave Maurer. As a coach, teacher and administrator, he deftly transferred what it means to be fully invested in the Wittenberg way. As a former Wittenberg football player and student, and as a current member of the Wittenberg board of directors, I know that I speak for the thousands of people he touched when I say Dave Maurer will be truly missed. But his legacy will live on forever.
Fred Mitchell, class of 1969
July 30, 2011, 8:28pm
Coach Maurer set the standard for what it means to be an excellent educator, coach, mentor and friend. There are few people like Coach and those who had the opportunity to know him should feel extemely blessed. Davey "made a difference" for so many and that is his lasting legacy. Just as he always encouraged his players, Coach Maurer never gave up and fought hard to the very end. You will be missed by many!
David Boyle (via Facebook)
July 30, 2011, 5:16pm
A moment to pause and reflect on a teacher and coach who touched my life and countless others. I will always look on the time I was able to watch and be influenced by a unique individual. I feel privileged to have been associated with Coach. Thank you for the person you helped me to become.
Jim Wade (via Facebook)
Nov. 16, 2008, 1:07pm
Davey,
I'm sorry we could not be there for you on your special day of recognition. Judy and I were in Washington state taking care of our youngest son's estate matters.
When I came to Wittenberg in the fall of '63, the swimming team had just begun to turn the corner with a pretty solid finish in the old OAC the year before. You had done a great job recruiting swimmers who could round out that 1962-63 team. We freshmen were 11 strong, and many of us had been pretty good in high school. In swimming, of course, its all about the times. We could see the school records, who had graduated, and who was returning. We were all eager to swim at the college level and get our chance to own some of those Wittenberg marks.
I clearly remember the first of several "poolside chats" you had with me in the Pit (our old pool) during the three years you coached us. It was the first official day of practice in November 1963. You had been watching the whole team swim for some time when you called me over to the bench where you were seated, clipboard in hand, whistle and stopwatch on your neck.
You said, "Berg, I have two things to say to you. First I never want to see you get beat, not in a race and not in practice. Do you understand?" I said, "Yes, Coach, and the second?" You said, "Your stroke is a piece of s_ _t and we're going to take it appart and put it back together so its right." So much for being a hot shot high school swimmer and welcome to college athletics, Davey Maurer style.
Coach,I tried to not let you down. Practice was 100% but races were only a little over 90%. I know. I kept track for all four years.
Davey, you probably have no idea about how much you helped me grow as an athlete and as a man. Clearly, you changed and shaped much more than my stroke. You shaped my life and helped lead me to my profession. I approach my job every day the way you modeled for us; with the same passion and purpose you brought to your job.
Davey, you taught me well. I will forever be grateful.
Carl J. Berg '67
Dublin, Ohio
Nov. 11, 2008, 12:26pm
The early '70s was a time when things were changing around the world, our country, and on campus. One thing never changed. Dave Maurer's dedication to sport, and his athletes.
I was the student trainer for all sports, and the financial assistance that Coach helped secure on my behalf not only got me through college, but almost assured me of a positive future.
Just the fact that I came from Wittenberg, and was a part of the Athletic Department meant something to the graduate schools I applied to and employers who sought my services. Thanks for all you did for me Davey, and Wittenberg.
Gregory Frye '75
Urbana, OH
Nov. 4, 2008, 10:11am
Tell Dave I just visited Denison ater spending the night at the Granville Inn. His Beta house is still there along with my Fiji house next door, but think they may be used for other purposes now. I had the good fortune of playing right halfback on the Big Red freshman team in 1950 and Dave was our fine QB!! I think we went undefeated. I moved on to Ohio State and lettered two years with Woody Hayes. Wish Dave was coach at Denison now!! Congratulations on the super career at Wittenberg, Dave, and the honors received through the years and most recently. You are a WINNER!!!
Dr. Richard "Dick" Young
Boca Raton, Fla.
Nov. 3, 2008, 5:05pm
Just wanted to be among the many praising Davey and thanking him for his leadeship in college athletics. I was a member of the Wittenberg athletic department coaching staff in the mid '60s. I coached in the OAC for 20 years. Davey was a great mentor and friend.
J. Phillip Roach, Ph.D.
Winter Park, Fla.
Nov. 2, 2008, 10:13am
Dear Coach,
I only had the chance to play for you and your staff for one year. The life lessons learned in my four years playing for the Tigers were obviously built by the Tradition that was instilled from the decades of excellence started by some of the greatest coaches assembled at the Div III level (Edwards, Maurer, Murphy and Rosencrans). I was fortunate enough to be the wedge breaker on the kickoff team my freshmen year and we were ranked 6th in the country before the OAC Championship game against BW. The speech you gave every friday night always left me ready to play but this one has stuck with me forever. Your speech resinated of the tradition that Wittenberg University had built in Football and how we all had an obligation to play are very best not just for our team or ourselves but for what had taken decades to build by the great young men before us. In essence once your a Tiger you have an obligation to live up to the standards that were established years ago. I thank you for the opportunity.
Ronald Szuch '87
Cleveland, Ohio
Nov. 2, 2008, 9:09am
Dear Coach,
I'm so glad that I was able to attend the dinner last night. It was wonderful to see you again and hear "Davey" stories. I just wanted to say, again, how much of an impact that you have had on my life. My wife tells me that she understands me so much better after attending last night's event. I've been coaching high school football for 30+ years and have a reputation for never being satisfied. I now know that I owe that to you. Even in victory, you had ways of letting guys know that they could and should have done things better. Your insistence on always doing things the "Tiger" way on and off the field has never left me.
I still remember the list of team rules...Never do anything that would embarrass your parents, your family, or your team. A simple rule that carried a huge message about the responsibilities that we had as members of the Tiger family. And it's easy to see that many of us have continued to live our lives by those simple rules. Success has followed many of us as a result.
I do want to share a story with fellow Tigers. I still remember a practice where I was playing scout team defense and Sam Spidel was taking his turn at quarterback. Sammy kept screwing up the play. And in your usual calm demeanor when things weren't going quite right, your hat came off, the steam came out your ears, your face was red, and your voice stopped everyone on both fields as you screamed, "Sammy!!! Sammy!!! What the !@#$? Have you got a girlfriend?" Sam just froze and had no idea how to answer that (cause we all knew that women weaken legs, right?) so you yelled the question at him again. This time he thought he'd better answer and meekly replied that "No, he didn't have a girlfriend" Your response was, "Well, Sam...that's the problem, you're all ..." (Those guys that were there will be able to fill in the rest). Needless to say, it was at least 10 minutes before we could all stop laughing and get back to practice. That story has stuck with me.
I can't thank you enough for the lessons you taught that I have tried to pass on to the players that I have coached. I am also certain that the many other coaches that have their roots in "Tiger" football the Maurer way are also passing on those lessons. So it is even more amazing that not only have you touched the lives of those of us fortunate enough to have played for you, but you have continued to touch the lives of players that will never have the honor of knowing you. And that is true "greatness".
I promise you that each time I send our team to the field on game night, the final words from me will always be, "Let's go play!"
Thanks Coach, for everything.
Bob Levy '76
Oct. 31, 2008, 9:09pm
Dear Coach Maurer,
After reading all of these tributes I'm convinced that these guys actually went to class. If I'd have known I would have attended a few.
I will not be able to be with you today. I flew from Beijing to Hong Kong last night and I'm waking up (Saturday morning) looking out over Hong Kong harbor. My thoughts are with you, Rosy, Murph, Dick, and the many Tigers who will share your day today.
One of the greatest measures of a person's life can be measured by their impact on others. You obviously helped Bibbee avoid injury by sending Steve in on the kick off. Obviously a good call and the damage done to him by breaking the wedge has been manageable. I love the memories of the Niles kid " Stone" and his incredible impact on the defense his freshman year.
I hope you remember your visit to our apartment the summer before our senior year for a meeting with our class. The look on your face as you opened our front door which had a beer tap as the door handle, was priceless. Your patience with us was remarkable as we communicated the importance of important issues like the length of our hair. I can only smile as I think back to our many victories including San Diego and the 1973 National Championship. The celebration was memorable and hopefully we didn't embarrass you too much.
Two National Championships in 4 years (yes, I still count 1970) with the "worst recruiting class in Wittenberg's history," remarkable. You are a good judge of character and you coached us up and made us Champions.
I know that the day will be special and the many Tigers who can join you will make the stories and memories come alive.
I wish you the very best, I hope that you enjoy the day as much as I enjoy the memories, and I want to personally thank you Rosy, Murph, and Dick for the opportunity to have you in my life.
Thanks,
Randy DeMont
PS - Coach, I'm still working on my mile time, but I wanted to play football not run track. I looked to my position coach for the importance of conditioning and obviously Rosy would agree that it wasn't that important.
Randy DeMont '74
Evergreen, Colo.
Oct. 31, 2008, 6:16pm
Davey,
This is a much deserved and long overdue honor. Bull has long been recognized as the architect of the great Wittenberg Football tradition. But as those of us from the 70s know...you most definitely were the "builder." You and your staff (especially Coaches Rosy, Murph, and Fahrney) laid the foundation and built the tradition for what to this day, is the greatest small college football tradition in the country. And although there were many victories and championships along the way, the influence you had on the lives of the student/athletes that were fortunate to be around you, was your most impressive quality.
BJ and I were allowed to relive our college days through our sons, Matt and Andy. And when Matt made that final decision to play football for the Tigers, the first person I thought of was...you!
Thanks Coach! Have a great day and know that every time the Tigers take the field, a little bit of Davey Maurer is with them!
Donn Gallatin '74
BJ McNeese Gallatin '76 ('73 Stagg Bowl Cheerleader)
Johnson City, Tenn.
Oct. 31, 2008, 3:23am
Hi Coach!
WOW... a "few" years have slipped by on all of us!! Doug Moore caught up with me about this the other day. He said I would enjoy reading some of the comments and memories on this website. HE WAS SO RIGHT...
It should make you proud of how we all feel about YOU and the extremely good memories we all have of our Wittenberg days. Those fall afternoon days after class that we shared "special" times with you and your staff (Dick, Murph and of course, Rosy!). I remember walking up to the field house my first time and reading that board which was outside highlighting all the wins of the 60's... "Holy crap, these guys were good. Did they ever lose around here?"
I also found out how to WIN with a prepared football team. From winning "Tiger Turds" on the freshman _ _ _ _ squad, to three-a-day practices before school started, to those "computer" scouting reports, to a trio of assistant coaches and to our LEADER on game day... YOU!
After reading some: don't you smile and laugh and remember and enjoy those guys that made fall days so memorable? Ed Teague... he made you smile! Dougie Moore... he made you laugh! Remember Gayne Williams' tackle! Remember DELAWARE! Remember the traveling parents and the fun they shared those fall days of Wittenberg Football!
I lost my Mom this year and a picture of her and her "Tiger" pin she wore at every game sit on my dresser. My Dad is 92 now and for 33 YEARS he reminds me how those were the best years of his life Davey... THANK YOU COACH!
No doubt, Delaware was our diamond. But, we shared so many more with two National Titles during our four years. Those were great and helped us all learn what TEAM and WINNING were all about. We all came in from high schools of varied sizes from neighboring states, but learned what heart, preparation and confidence can achieve. YOU taught us so much more that no classroom could ever teach.
Enjoy your weekend and the recognition you so deserve COACH!
PS: Gary S. - those things called interceptions were all about good coaching :)
Doug Peck '76
Portland, Ore.
Oct. 30, 2008, 10:44pm
Davey,
Few people have the opportunity to be surrounded during their limetime with great mentors. You were family to a host of Wittenberg football players, someone to respect, and sometimes hate as you put us through some unbelievable practices. But you were always teaching, preparing us for the next game, the next level and life. And we have taken what you taught us and done great things, each of us in our own way.
Not many people know who "Louie's Hungrey Five" are, but I guarantee a few hundred of your players do. And you had a great group of coaches, like Murph and Rosey who, to this day, do not know how they did what they did to enhance our success and that of the Tigers.
This Saturday has been long in coming and I am so thankful to be able to be part of this celebration. We all love you.
Roger Parker '73
Columbus, Ind.
Oct. 30, 2008, 8:31pm
Davey,
I am so excited to hear that, once again, you will be honored by Wittenberg. I trust this will help you recall all the great times you had as one of the all time great teachers and coaches. It is incredible that you and your staff were able to mold players (like me) who were too small and too slow to play college football. Of course, you would be the first to acknowledge the great coaches who worked with you at the time. Murph, Rosey and Farney...they helped mold many marginal individuals into countless powerhouse teams. I was lucky, playing "D" had me spending most of my time with some wonderful coaches, Tranquill (one year), Murph and Rosey. It also kept me far from your eyes. Heck, if you saw how slow I was, you never would have let me step on the field.
The lessons I received from playing on your teams have stayed with me for a lifetime, hard work, dedication, preparation, and most importantly teamwork. I believe that many of my lifetime accomplishments came from the solid foundation you help me build. Like many others have commented, there are many times I look back with fond memories at my days playing football for you. They were some of the best years I had, two undefeated teams of 1969 and 1970, the first Stagg Bowl victory. Those two years really helped one appreciate what can be accomplished if you work and play as a team.
Thanks so much for your positive influence on my life. I guess we should all be calling you "the professor." From reading all the other tributes, there is no doubt that for many, you were the most important teacher we had. Your lessons propelled many of us to a life of success and prosperity. Enjoy the moment and the many great memories. You deserve it.
Whitey Baun '72
Manchester, Mass.
Oct. 30, 2008, 6:49pm
Hi Coach,
What an honor it was to have played for you and Coach Edwards from '63 to '67. Davey, you took a kid from Glassport, Pa. and, as your fullback, made me into a man. For that, I will always be thankful.
My fondest memory of those days were related to the day before a game as the "Bull," in his infinite wisdom, would tell us at that final practice session that the "...Die is cast and the script is written..." No words could have been more truly stated for our team as we proudly represented the current custodians of Tiger football. Then game day came. As we sat in front of our lockers mentally preparing ourselves, you, Davey would enter and slowly walk up to each of us and as you looked (I am trying to be diplomatic) directly into our eyes --- As long as they were as red as the "fire within your eyes," you knew that we were ready to win a football game.
Thank you for teaching me the importance of teamwork and how important it is to keep the fire burning within us as we continue life's journey.
Davey, may God bless you and grant you and your family the best of all good things.
Respectfully,
Octavian Pechar '67
East Brunswick, NJ
Oct. 30, 2008, 6:12pm
Dear Coach Maurer
Here are some words from Sweden, and I hope they find you well. I had the privilege to be part of the latter part of your coaching career, namely the Wittenberg golf team during the season 1991-1992. Thus I could take advantage of all the learnings you had made during your career until then and that was a true pleasure.
My time in the US, at Wittenberg and on the golf team has provided me with some really nice memories and good experiences that I have taken and take with me in my daily life, and you have been a big contributor to that. It was less than a month ago, when I played what is probably the last round of golf for the season that I thought about the "mental toughness" input that you gave to me. I also now and then enjoy some of the memories that I have from the times we spent together, and I find myself smiling writing this.
All is well with me. I am married and have two kids, a six year old girl and a three year old boy. A hectic but fun life that contains some golf, which i still enjoy very much.
I hope that the Dave Maurer Day will be a really nice experience for you and I wish you all the best.
Take care,
Niclas/Nic Ward (Arvidsson when I was at Wittenberg) to Ward
Coach,
I was fortunate because I got to spend eight years with you instead of just four. Our family will always be grateful because you gave Mark a second chance after he broke his ankle at Navy. So we all enjoyed eight great years of Tiger football. Mark 75 and me 80. Are family felt a part of your extended Wittenberg family especially your wonderful wife Nancy, she was such an special peice of the Witt tradition and experience. Mary Jo Murphy and Sharon Rosencrans rounded out that incredible group of Lady Tigers. I'm not sure why Nancy nicknamed me TROUBLE but it seemed to stick. I think of you and her often if not everyday.
The memories are incredible and still fresh in my mind, a few that jump out and still make me laugh. The first cold snowy day of practice I came out with all this winter gear on under my pads and you just stared at me for a couple minutes in disbelief... you finally screamed "Who the Hell are you??" and I answered," Ray Nitschke." There was a long pause and when you stopped laughing you said," LaForce Ray Nitschke could fart and blow you over." I continued to pay for that one all year long.
Another moment that jumps out is we were playing Eastern Kentucky at Eastern my freshman year. You sent the second team offensive line in at the end of the game and I fired out couldn't find anybody and the safety came from no where and creamed me. He lifted me off the ground and I did a backwards summer sault. Knowing this happened and going into the dreaded Sunday film session as a freshman I couldn't breathe or sleep. The play finally showed up at the end of films and you and your kind way critiqued everyone but me. You rolled three more plays and then turned on the lights and stood up and said, "Meanwhile back at the ranch LaForce is getting bent in half my a safety!" You went back to the play and ran it 100 times to the amusment to the rest of the team. just when I thought I had you and breathe a sigh of relief you squared it away. Nothing ever got by you, EVER.
One last one was the call to you and Nance a week before graduation while you were in Arizona. S.O.S. and once again you came to my rescue although I was a victim of the entire class of '80. We will discuss and reminise on those details when I see you this weekend.
Lastly, know in your heart that my kids know you very well and have grown up under the same direction, morals, and values you taught us all so well. I look so forward to seeing you tomorrow.
Wade LaForce '80
Vermillion, Ohio
Oct. 30, 2008, 11:28pm
Dear Coach Maurer,
Wow, it has been quite a while since we shared the same playing field at Witt. But, you would be surprised how often I recall those times and your influence on my college experience and life since leaving the "hallowed grounds" of Wittenberg University.
When I learned of the special day to honor your contributions and legacy at Wittenberg, I immediately knew I would have to attend. Since I have not lived in Ohio for twenty years, trips to Wittenberg are a rare treat and your "special day" would be a perfect reason to travel to Springfield.
The lessons learned and skills gained while under your apprenticeship for four years have surprising little to do with football or even sports. However, they have everything to do with leading a successful work, family and community life. I have called upon your teachings in my career, marriage (to a fellow WU'82 grad), family and parenting. The pride and success I feel about accomplishments in these aspects of my life far over shadow any sporting achievements from long ago. I think you would be most proud of them as well. Your lessons went far beyond the playing field and took hold just a strongly as any tackling technique or pass route.
Two of my fondest memories from my Wittenberg days involve you and my mother. The first was in my sophomore year. I was playing behind Cliff Davis and filling in at the end of another "safe" victory that was being televised. You were generous enough to call a pass play for me which ended in an incompletion. After the game, my mother noted how you had consoled me and even put your arm around my shoulders on the sideline after I dropped the pass. Turning to her with a smile, I relayed the words you had "consoled" me with, "Sixteen million people just saw you drop that pass." Your wry smile and slight twinkle in the eye were perfect.
During my senior year, I asked for your recommendation on a fellowship application. You responded generously with a great letter that helped me eventually secure the fellowship and spend a year of graduate study overseas. In the letter, you noted the strong relationship I shared with my mother and our bond built since my father's death when I was still in grade school. The letter caught me completely by surprise and has become more treasured over time. My mother passed in 2007 and I know the times we shared through Wittenberg, football games and friendships built there were some of the happiest of her life.
I am who I am in part because of who you are and the kind of coach you took the time and energy to be. Thank you for the life lessons and wonderful memories.
I wish only the best for you and yours,
John Lutz '82
Leeds, Mass.
Oct. 29, 2008, 5:28pm
Coach,
Congratulations on your well deserved special day!
My days as a member of your football team will stay with me always. I remember playing (yeah, I know, only on the kickoff and punt teams) in that fabulous win over Delaware and the exciting win for our National Championship. It seemed so strange for someone to want my chin strap as a souvenier! Yes, even the JV games were fun.
You always made sure we tended to our academic resonsibilities, though never let us forget that we had football responsibilities as well.
"Bo" Phillips and I had a chemistry lab that required us to arrive at practice a bit late on Thursdays and as we would come running (not jogging) across the fields from the locker rooms, you'd all be yelling, "Here come the test tubes!"
While I chose to leave the team after that championship season, I never left the team out of my heart. After spending the following fall in Washington,D.C. in a special program, I returned and decided to be a yearbook photographer - mainly so I could shoot photos of the games and be on the sideline!
While in medical school at OSU I had the good fortune of spending time in a community rotation with "Bill" Goettmen '54. He and his family graciously housed me, I shadowed and assisted him in his practice,and, because he was the Witt team physician, I was able to have even more opportunities to cheer for the Tigers!
Life went on and I am now a plastic surgeon in Miami, Fla. The lessons you taught in believing in youself and sticking with your convictions have helped me through several challenging times in my life.
Unfortunately I need to be in Chicago Saturday for committee work at our national meeting and will be unable to attend your celebration - which disappoints me tremendously.
Coach Maurer, my parents and I thank you for your role in my "education" and congratulate you on this meaningful day.
Most sincerely and with fond memories,
Robert(Bob)Hunsaker, M.D., F.A.C.S. '78
Miami, Fla.
Oct. 28, 2008, 8:41pm
Hey Coach,
Carol and I are so pleased to be able to return to WITTENBERG this weekend to honor you and your most amazing accomplishments that any coach would covet having.
I will be forever grateful to you for asking me to serve as Wittenberg's Team Physician which enabled me to experience the joys of working with true student-athletes who learned how to "Tiger It Up" under your leadership which has enabled them to succeed in their chosen careers. The sign of a good leader is who you surround yourself with and you did that with Ron, Rosie, and Dick.
I would have to say that of all the sports I have seen and been a participator in my lifetime, that your win over Delaware was the greatest. I've never seen such heart,energy expended,great coaching, everyone doing their job, and a totally exhausted team at the end of a game. The only game close to this may have been Appalachian State's win over Michigan last season.
I truly enjoyed the times we got to tee it up together-that was special.
Enjoy your family this weekend. I look forward to seeing them as well.
Congratulations on all your accomplishments, justly deserved, and what you have meant to Wittenberg and the City of Springfield.
Sincerely,
"Doc" Bill
"Doc" Goettman '54
Linville, NC
Oct. 28, 2008, 4:46pm
Coach Maurer,
The passion and intensity for the game of football that you exuded and demanded from your players and coaches is something I will never forget. I learnerd so many lessons from you as both a player and a student that I apply over and over again as I make my way through life.
To me you are the epitome of what it means to be a Tiger: a fierce competitor battling as hard as one can until the final whistle. You have been the greatest champion of the Wittenberg athletic tradition and your example will continue to guide all former players and coaches as guardians of that tradition.
I would gladly make the sacrafice and endure the physical pain and mental challenges in preparation to suit it up for you one more time!
With much admiration and respect.
Go Tigers!
Frank Carsonie '87
Hilliard, Ohio
Oct. 28, 2008, 2:00am
Coach,
After reading all these well-deserved tributes I\'m not sure I can add much...but I'll try! Like my brother Tom before me, I had the privelege of being on your swim teams from 1960-1964. I know you aren't in the Swimming Coaches Hall of Fame like you are in football, but you should be...your approach to swimming was much like it was in football, except of course it was wetter and cleaner and no one knocked our brains out. We weren't always the most talented bunch...let me rephrase that...we were NEVER the most talented bunch, but no team ever was more prepared than us or more conditioned. We won because we didn't know any better, and we swam our guts out because we didn't want to let you or our team mates down. Two things stand out in my four years of swimming, one good and one bad...the good one was when I took first place in the 200 free at the OAC championships at Oberlin. NO ONE was more shocked than I was when I looked up at the timing board and saw that I had won.
No one, that is, except you...I will never forget the look on your face that said, "How in the hell did HE do that?" It was great! The bad one is when I did the biggest choke job since they hanged Patrick Henry and finished 6th in the 500 in 1964...my last race. I have swum that race over hundreds of times in my mind since then, but I still keep finishing last! Sorry about that race, but nothing but happy to have had you as my coach for four great years.
Like the others who have written to you, it is impossible for me to express everything in such a short note, but suffice it to say that you had a greater positive impact than anyone else during my 4 years at Wittenberg...and as you know I was fairly closely associated with some other high impact-type people, so that is saying something. I wish you all the warm glow that coaches uniquely enjoy in knowing how important they were to so many others. You have earned and deserve nothing but great accolades, and you will always be my Coach.
Dick Maurer '64
Carmel, Ind.
Oct. 28, 2008, 1:16am
Davey,
Congratulations to you and your family once more on being the recipient of much deserved recognition! I was very fortunate to have you as one of my coaches. All of us at Wittenberg were very fortunate to have such outstanding coaches such as you and Coach Edwards among many. You, Coach Edwards, and Wittenberg had a huge influence on my going into coaching and having the great life that I have had. I speak with great pride of having two of my college coaches in the college football Hall of Fame. And I truly know how deserving you both were because in almost 30 years of college coaching I've coached for, with, and against many other Hall of Famers and I don't know of anyone better. Davey, as a matter of fact I haven't coached with or against anyone smarter or more intense than you.
I also appreciate all the help you gave me in supporting and helping me get my coaching career started. You have impacted my life in many, many ways. I wish I could be there on your special day but I will be there in spirit with you all the other Tigers. Best wishes and I hope to see you soon. Wags
Bob Wagner '69
Kea'au, Hawaii
Oct. 27, 2008, 7:37pm
Congratulations Coach on such a wonderful honor and long overdue. I just want to say thanks for giving me the chance to play for you. It was such a adventure to start out as a freshman in the fall of 1970 and ending with that magical year in 1973. Thanks for not giving up on me . It is hard for me to believe that I continued in football by coaching for the last 34 years. There were many times I instilled your beliefs on my players. Many times we talked about what it means to "Tiger Up!"and how important it was for us to play "Together" as a team. Thanks for all your help during my years at Wittenberg. You have been a great influence in my life. Best of luck!
Terry Merz '74
Hamilton, Ohio
Oct. 27, 2008, 2:20pm
Dear Coach,
Congratulations to you and your family for being honored by Wittenberg. Your legacy will always be the numerous victories and championships, but it also includes the impact you had on so many lives of the players, coaches and friends during your career. You demanded excellence, integrity, a strong work ethic and passion...all characteristics that have made me a better person and will make my children better people and so on. I came to Wittenberg as a poor kid from a small town and left as a young man with a wealth of options, largely because of you. Thank you for caring for each of us and willing us to victory in sport and life.
Coach, thanks again for making your career at Wittenberg. It was an honor to play on your golf teams.
Best regards,
Bill Cloyd '90
Columbus, Ohio
Oct. 27, 2008, 10:45pm
Dear Dave,
I want to thank you for letting me be a part of Wittenberg Tiger football program. As assistance manager under Bill Edwards and you, I was able to work with such great football players as Gene Urbanski, Ron Lancaster, Bob Rosencrans and Ron Murphy, just to mention a few. There are many stories we all could tell, but I'm not going there at this time.
Also, I want to thank you for shaping and molding so many men's lives, including mine. You prepared us not just for football, but for life in the world today. I'm sorry I can't be with you and your many friends, to honor you on November 1, 2008. I want you to know I will be there in spirit.
Just think,you don't have to wear a tux (our personal story). My best to you and your family.
Joe (Tweety) Creviston '58
Delray Beach, Fla.
Oct. 23, 2008, 10:45pm
Thursday afternoon before the home opener my freshman year in 1970. Time for Special Teams practice. Davey yelled, "Kickoff team!"
Eleven guys trotted out, Murph lined them up on on the 40. Davey looked up and down the lineup and spotted Bill Bibbee, his All-America defensive tackle standing next to the kicker.
"BIBBEEEE," he screamed (he always added a couple of extra E's to Bibbee's name), "Get the hell out of there. We can't afford to get you hurt."
Davey scanned the sidelines looking for a rare combination of skills. He needed somebody just smart enough to run as fast as he could in a straight line for forty yards, yet dumb enough to throw himself head first into a wall of blockers once he got there. He needed a wedgebreaker.
"Drongowski! Get in there."
In a twisted way, that was a great day for for me (and for Bibbee). Thanks, Coach. For that day and a lot of other ones.
Steve Drongowski '74
Dublin, Ohio
Oct. 23, 2008, 10:45pm
I remember visiting Wittenberg during my senior year in high school and meeting you for the first time.
That meeting set the stage for what was to come over the next four years. My high school coach had sent a highlight film of some of my high school games and your first question upon meeting this 5'9", 145-lb. prospect was "Did you ever drop a pass?" Your tone let me know that I would have to prove myself to become a "Tiger" and that the football program at Wittenberg under your coaching had very high expectations.
I came to learn in my four years that you and your staff lived those expectations. During those years the "Tigers" were always better prepared than their opponents. You and the coaching staff always had a way of motivating each and every one of us to try to achieve more than what we believed to be our capabilities. The "cigar butts and sawed-off shotguns" were often victorious against bigger, stronger, and faster teams because of our preparation, determination, effort, and the winning attitude that you instilled in all of us.
Coach, your example and teaching were not lost as many "Tigers" have been influenced by your lessons and have achieved success after Wittenberg. For me, playing football at the college level was a dream. Thank you coach for making that dream a reality and helping that dream exceed my wildest expectations.
Doug Moore '76
Powell, Ohio
Oct. 22, 2008, 6:44pm
Dear Coach,
To reflect on all of the "life lessons" that you taught us using football as your classroom would take forever and a day.
Certainly, "Have a little class, Men" "Be poised and pugnacious" and, "We win as a team, and we lose as a team" come to mind. However there is one process that you took us through that I seem to apply each day that I live.
You had a way of presenting the game's REALITY to us before we began to prepare. Your objective, which became our objective 37 seconds into our first practice with you, was to win, obviously. "Men, the fun's in the WINNIN'!
Yet, you didn't build the Tiger Winning Tradition using useless sentimental hype as its foundation. You used truth. You and your staff taught us that football is a hard game to play, and that the teams that we played were very good football teams. We learned the seriousness of the task at hand. You never presented either the game of football or the teams that we played as anything but serious difficulties, certainly. Quite the opposite, actually. After presenting us with that reality, you had a way then of breaking down the broad objective of winning into smaller, more specific, and manageable strategies for us that we would practice and perfect that week as a team in our preparation. As we grew in our execution of those strategies that week (and you, Dick, Rosey, and Murph MADE us execute) by Friday, we felt thouroughly ready to win. And winning we did-37 times in our 4 years! How rare and amazing!
My example is The University of Delaware-1975. A seemingly INSUMOUNTABLE task. Sure we had great players. But Delaware was a special opponent-a higher division, a great coach, tradition, etc. I don't need to remind you.
Coach, I remember that week like it was yesterday.Your approach seemed to be, "No way in Hell we should win that football game next week, Men. You know it, I know it, and the rest of your coaches know it. After having said that, however, it's now time to prepare to BEAT 'EM!"
We dressed in pads on that Monday giving us an extra day. I remember watching the team offense a little. You began using an interesting motion with Ernie, which I knew was a new wrinkle. Rosey and Murph subtly changed our approach to their slow-to-develop offense. We all could tell that better minds than ours were at work in carrying on our great Tradition. Big emphasis on the kicking game that week. And Gary and Brian were terrific that game as you remember.
It was straight-forward. You broke the major task down into small steps which we worked on and accomplished each day and gradually built us to the point where we honestly felt that, if we executed the details, we would win. And win we did! This process is something that we all have applied in our lives. All of us believe that, within reason, there is nothing that we can't accomplish if we employ it. Break stuff down and take it step by step. We learned it from you, and it's taken us a long way! You were the best!
Thank you Dear Coach, and God bless,
Alec Drummond, '76
P.S. You'll remember that if Larry and I would have made the sack late in the game instead of running into each other, we'd have shut 'em out. Sorry, Coach.
Alec L. Drummond '76
Rochester, NY
Oct. 22, 2008, 9:13pm
Coach,
Thank you for the wonderful experience I had playing football for the Tigers. I first really got to talk to you when I was doing poorly with my grades. I was out walking around not knowing what to do. I saw a light on in your office and stopped in to see you. You put me back on the right track with my studies and with football.
Over the years in my coaching career I have used several things that I picked up from you and your staff. You taught me how to tape ankles, a skill that has been lost by most coaches. I still do things in sets of seven and when I was calling plays, always had a buckeye and a penny in my pocket.
I was at a Friday practice last year and sat at the top of the stadium. All the memories of my days of Friday practices and running down the tunnel and out into the sun bright sunlight on game day. You and my life as a "Tiger" has meant so much to what I am today. Hopefully, I am passing on the same great habits and drive you gave to my teammates and I.
My best to you.
"Tiger Up!"
Pitt
Dale Pittenger '72
Tipp City, Ohio
Oct. 21, 2008, 10:53pm
Coach Dave,
This is a tribute to the greatest coaching combination in the history of Division III Football - the inseparable Bill Edwards and Dave Maurer.
Through the 1950's, 60's, 70's and 80's, both of you made Wittenberg the winningest program in the nation. For this record, both of you are enshrined forever in the College Football Hall of Fame in South Bend, Indiana - there is no higher honor.
The Mon Valley of Western PA. SALUTES YOU on your special day - enjoy.
In gratitude,
Your player,
Gene Urbanski '57
Pennsylvania
Oct. 21, 2008, 6:43pm
Hello Coach,
I swam for Witt 1956-1960. My first recollection was our first team meeting when you told all 10 or 12 of us that you "Didn't know a thing about swimming but you did understand that swimmers had to be in great shape." Not too many people know that you talked to Mike Pepe at Ohio State and Don Councilman at Indiana and we practiced their workouts. We got into great shape!
Secondly, we were pretty thin in the ranks and once when we swam at Wooster, just as I was finishing the 200 backstroke, you came up to me and said, "We need another point, so I entered you in the 400 freestyle. Just finish third!" The 400 freestyle was one or two events later! Well, I got that point but I recall I was pretty sick afterwards, not from the distance but from all the turns because Wooster had a 50-foot pool. Finally, my freshman year, we won for the first time in quite a number of meets and to celebrate, we threw our coach into the deep end of the pool.
Tom Maurer '60
Chagrin Falls, Ohio
Oct. 21, 2008, 1:45pm
I was very fortunate to be able to attend Wittenberg University coming from a family of 5 children with limited discretionary family income for college. Jim Justice, Class of '70, and I played high school football together and when it came time to attend college Jim's parents offered to take my girlfriend, now wife, Becky and me to Davidson College to see the game and meet the coaches. This is the first time I met Davy. I had the pleasure to play for Coach Edwards his last two years and for Davey during his first two years as the head coach. What a run during my junior and senior years as we were undefeated winning the Amos Alonzo Stagg Bowl in 1969. One of the unique happenings was that Becky and I were married between my junior and senior years. Davey was not used to "having his players married"!! After meeting Becky and getting to know her all was well. Coach and Nancy were such a positive influence on us as a young married couple. I thank Davey and Wittenberg.
John Beckett '71
Bluefield, W.Va.
Oct. 21, 2008, 1:20pm
During my 4 years at Wittenberg, from 1961-1965, Davey Maurer was an incredibly strong presence as the legendary #1 assistant to Coach Edwards. Not only was Davey a no-nonsense taskmaster, but he was also our team's intellectual, inspirational and emotional leader.
Davey was great at keeping us focused and thinking about winning.
He was extremely instrumental in helping us win 33 of 35 games and two national championships. Without him, none of this would have come to pass! Unfortunately, when Davey stepped down from his Wittenberg duties, the University lost its last connection to small college football excellence and greatness. Best wishes to you, Davey, and enjoy your special day/honor.
Lew Lenkaitis '65
Westlake, Ohio
Oct. 21, 2008, 1:17pm
My football playing days at Wittenberg are some of my fondest memories and they all center around several outstanding coaches. Coach Edwards, Coach Maurer, Coach Murphy and my high school coach Al Capuano who introduced me to Wittenberg and Coach Maurer during the 1966 season.
It didn't take much convincing from Davey that Wittenberg was the place for me. I had the fortunate experience to play on two undefeated teams during 1969 and 1970 at Witt and to be part of the great winning tradition instilled by Davey and the other coaches.
There isn't a football season that goes by where I don't reflect on the great experiences I had at Witt and the values of teamwork, sacrifice, and determination preached by Davey during each pre-game pep talk.
Thanks Coach for making Wittenberg so special to me.
Denny Yontz '71
Ft Wayne, Ind.
Oct. 21, 2008, 12:35pm
Coach,
We've said it all to each other over the years, especially during the four special years (actually three special years....my ankle is still huge and hurts!) I played. We had our moments I know we both will always remember. Simply there is much I learned from you and being a TIGER that continues to fuel my determination to push to accomplish something meaningful every day. I continue to pass what I have learned, from you and being a TIGER, on to my children, grand children and kids I\'ve coached. You can be very proud of your accomplishments above and beyond the wins. Your legacy is assured. My family and I thank you and we always remember the good times! Just go out and PLAYYYYY!!!!!!
Mark LaForce #64
'73 NCAA D-III National Champs
Mark LaForce '75
Dayton, Ohio
Oct. 13, 2008, 1:09pm
Dear Coach,
We first met in 1959. I as a beginning freshman and Coach Maurer was the Assistant Football Coach under Bill Edwards. They were building athletic credibility for Wittenberg, and I was trying to get an education and be a part of a winning tradition. We all accomplished our goals and mission.
Very much like Bill Edwards, Coach Maurer and his wife Nancy were living and dedicating their lives to not only Wittenberg's athletic programs but to the success of the university in the eyes of the Wittenberg family and the public in general. Coach Maurer never waivered in his loyalty and dedication to Wittenberg. He did things the right way and always with dignity.
I'm proud to say that in a small way, I have had the opportunity not only to play for Coach Maurer but I also have had the pleasure of watching my son Scott play golf for Coach Maurer.
Yes, Coach was feisty and very competitive and that is what he expected out of his players. He was a mentor, a leader, a strategist, a coach and above all, he is a person who is respected and admired for his accomplishments as a Wittenberg "TIGER"!
He and his athletic teams were admired not only by their opponents but by schools and universities of all sizes across the country.
Our family is proud to be a part of his legacy.
Wittenberg is and should be thankful for the opportunity to have Coach Maurer and his family on its team.
Roy K. Allen
P.S. May God always bless you and your family.
Roy K. Allen '63
Akron, Ohio
Oct. 9, 2008, 4:36pm
Dave,
What a great experience we had at Wittenberg swiming for you. It must have been a real challenge working with some like me who had no background as a competitive swimmer. I had no idea of the training and conditioning required to prepare for the season. (It didn't take long to find out, however!). The famous "countdowns" were the most strenuous training I had ever encountered, but I realized there must be some benefit or otherwise you wouldn't have subjected us to them, would you!
Looking back, the friendships made with team members have been most gratifying and have been renewed through working with the committee on the endowed scholarship. Talking by phone with many, I noticed that we seemed to pick up right where we left off 46 years ago. Every swimmer with whom I made contact commented on how much they appreciated your working with us and the influence you had on our lives.
Personally, I look back over my life and easily recognize that your impact upon my life has been significant. Your example of dedication, hard work, and preparation to prepare a group of young men to perform at their very best level possible is an example of traits that were applicable for use in our "adult" lives. The challenge to persevere through tough times and not give up has been so important to me.
Congratulations to you, Coach, for the many victories won and the awards received; but most of all, thanks for the many lives that have been touched and the pride we all have in sharing with sports fans, "I know Davey Maurer"!
Thanks also for your mentoring and the privilege to renew our friendship in these recent years.
Jack Henkle '62
Miamisburg, Ohio
Oct. 1, 2008, 3:04pm
What can a dorky kicker say in tribute to a head coach like Davey Maurer? Quite a lot, actually. While the real football players are getting their heads bashed in, we kickers have time to stand around and just watch what's happening. For three years, I had the best seat in the house to watch Davey pace the sidelines and send in the plays. Dave Maurer was, and I'm sure still is, a brilliant football tactician.
Time after time, we had the perfect play called for the defensive formation Davey KNEW they would be in. He had computer printouts of every play run by the opposing defense before most Division III coaches knew what a computer was. Football is like a chess game, and Davey was the Grand Master. I doubt any team in any division ever had a better one-two punch at coach and assistant coach than Big Bill Edwards as coach and Davey as assistant coach. Two Hall of Famers. The kids would play their hearts out for Coach Edwards, while Davey played football chess calling the plays from the pressbox.
The class of '74 was Coach Maurer's first recruiting class as a head coach. We were immediately dubbed the worst recruiting class in twenty years. But there were real leaders in that class, and when he combined the leadership of guys like Lloyd Ball, Steve Drongowski, Randy DeMont and the rest of the senior class, with the junior, sophomore and freshman athletes, he had a real football team. An undefeated team that won the very first, determined on the field, NCAA national football championship.
I have lots of cherished memories of Coach Maurer. The way he yelled my name "Burky" when he had decided to try for a field goal. The way he put his arm around me and would say something like, "Don't think, just kick the damn ball," and shoved me onto the field. The way his eyes shown when he told the team that the semifinal game for the championship had been transferred from San Diego to Springfield and the warm-weather California boys were "going to come to Tiger Town." And how he jumped all over Dr. Bill Goettman when he popped a bottle of champagne in the locker room after the Stagg Bowl. You would have thought Doc committed a felony. But most especially, before every game when he led us in reciting the Lord's Prayer together just before coming out of that dark, slippery tunnel onto the field that now bears his name.
It's people like Dave Maurer that make Wittenberg a great institution. So long as Wittenberg has men and women like Dave Maurer on the field and in the classroom, the minds and the hearts of our children are in good hands.
Jeff Burkam '74
Delaware, Ohio
Sept. 27, 2008, 7:42am
I had the pleasure of playing football for Coach Maurer my freshman and sophomore years at Wittenberg (his last 2 a head coach) and being a student in his classroom.
As I reflect on my football days from 5th grade to college, I was not influenced by a better man than Coach Maurer along the way. He was always direct, 100% honest, and strived to make you work harder even if you were #4 or #5 on the depth chart as I was those 2 years. Every player knew where he stood on the team and what was expected of them.
In the classroom, he demanded engagement from his students. There was no going through the motions. If you did not grasp a concept he would try a different method of presentation until you did get it.
He worked us hard, but we had plenty of smiles too. He taught me how to handle disappointment and adversity. How to keep fighting. He influence is one of the main reasons I am who I am today.
It tore my heart out when he was forced to resign his coaching position before my junior year. It made zero sense to me and still does not to this day. A coaching change was the beginning of the end of my playing career at Wittenberg and I looked to at Coach Maurer, who handled his removal with class and went about his business at Wittenberg. He showed everyone how to handle adversity with my chin held high.
I salute you Coach Maurer! Congratulations on all you accolades. You deserve them all. Thank you for your coaching, teaching, and valuable influence.
Mike Redinger '86
Strongsville, Ohio
Sept. 26, 2008, 10:56am
Coach Maurer and Wittenberg gave me the oppertunities in life that would not have been available to me at most other institutions. I will be forever in his debt. Throughout my career in the military and as a civilian trauama surgeon situations have been presented to me that only serve to further confirm those thoughts and feelings.
When I had to make a critical decision in my life regarding my future in football or proceeding in a life towards medicine, I sought the guidance of my father and Coach Maurer. Coach Maurer provided not only guidance but inspiration.
My biggest regret in the years going forward to today is that I lost the opportunity of completing my football education at Wittenberg.
John Livingston MD, '73
Boise Idaho
Sept. 11, 2008, 8:14pm
What can you say about a legend. He forgot more football than most of the coaches in the USA. I never thought he liked me, but after a couple seasons playing on the defense, I realized he was challenging me to be the best I could be. A lot of my success at Wittenberg was the result of Coach Maurer's insistance on excellence. I also found out he really liked me - a lot. It was my good fortune to be associated with Coach Maurer and Coach Edwards. They taught us a lot more than football.
Al Capuano '64
Indianapolis, Ind.
Sept. 10, 2008, 9:28am
I owe a great deal to Coach Maurer and the Wittenberg football program. We not only won a lot of football games, earned a national title ring and two conference championships in the four years I played at Wittenberg but I also learned so much that I still use today in my career and my life. One of the most valuable things I learned was what it takes to win consistently. We won most of our games on the practice field during the week because we were thoroughly prepared. On Saturday we scored more points than our opponents by simply executing what we practiced. We won so many big games that there were plenty of opportunities for letdowns the following week. But Coach Maurer and his staff would not let that happen. Our practices after a big win were some of the hardest we went through. If we had a big head when we showed up on Monday we were quickly brought down to earth. As a QB I could never relax in practice. Coach Maurer applied pressure everyday and this made me a better player. He made me the best player I could be. I still apply this today. Preparation, hard work and attention to detail are the keys to success, then and now. Thanks Coach.
Bill Hauser '78
Loveland, Ohio
Sept. 3, 2008, 10:12am
Coach,
Gary Sitler here. Class of 1978. And a member of the '75 Champs!
I will be pleased and proud to attend your special day - both on and off the field. As you know, I am a volunteer coach (punters and kickers) @ Denison University. The Big Red are coming to town that day to play the Tigers. I have a hand in both sides of the day as not only do I coach DU punters and kickers, but I have also worked with current Witt punter Trevor Cochran.
In your honor, I wanted to share a few thoughts with you from my playing days @ Witt:
#1: In 1975, we went to Newark, Delaware and kicked the Blue Hens ass!!!! 14-8. Perhaps one of the greatest victories in Witt football history. Delaware - the defending D-II champs and we beat them in their own back yard!!! I shanked an 8 yarder at and of the game - otherwise I boomed it. The reason that I boomed it was because you had given me so much grief the previous week for messing up against BW: "Sitler, choke on them little green apples". I figured that it was easier to punt in a game when you were on the sideline yelling at me as opposed to standing right behind me and yelling at me. That was my breakout game as from then on, I never had any doubts as to my confidence from then on.
#2: The players had the utmost respect for you, Rosy, Murph, and Coach Farney. You were unbeatable with your X's & O's and with your motivational tactics. Looking back, I remember always taking the field knowing that we were going to win, We loved you as our 2nd Dad away from home. We were scared to death of you, but knew that you would be there for us in a time of need such as injury or meetings with the administration (such as the time when a few footballers from the class of 1980 decided to take a "joy ride" around campus before graduation.....). "98"!
#3: Worst game day: tie to Denison in 1974 with all that talent we had... But we came back to win OAC Championship. The loss to BW in the OAC Championship in 1977 my senior year also hurt. I hated to loose my last game. We ranked #1 all year, had beat Eastern Kentucky, but could not go to NCAA playoffs due to obligation to play in conference championship (thanks OAC!!!). And a Lee Tressel coached BW team (with son Jim as an assistant) whooped us.
#4: Best games: Beating University of Delaware! Beating Eastern Kentucky! 2 OAC titles (BW both times) and a national title (Ithaca College).
#5: Great memories: Art Thomas and the "Checkmates"
Thinking of Rosy eating hot dogs in the press box.
Seeing Sam Spidel get caught from behind @ OWU (you might have been out a little too late the night before Sammy.....).
1975 - D-III semifinals -in light snow - Witt versus Millsaps Mississippi - Millsaps all world QB Ricky Haygood was beggin for mercy after we went up 55-0 as Dave Merit put on a show as he always did on a slippery field.
I remember a 2 AM discussion the eve after the 75 Stagg Bowl win in which kicker Brian Bjonsen and TE Keith Moone were both convinced that one was a better blocker than the other. So....They both donned helmits and shoulder pads and lined up and fired out at each other. I was on the second floor of the motel acting as observer showering both below with well shaken pops taken from the bath tub. The outcome was a reminder to the World NOT to mess with kickers as Bjorsen pushed him around like a shopping cart.
Biddlestone and "Holdy" absolutely causing havoc to opponents offensive lines with their quickness and chatter.
Joe Marsh sneaking a camera into his pants to take pictures of his last practice.
As a sophomore, you switched me from "D" to "O"to play tight end. My first assignment was to block Dean Caven - a future Tiger All American. I got down in my stance and fired out only to be instantly frozen in motion. I felt like I was hitting an oak tree with limbs that could shed me at will. I must confess that I never liked TE as I always wanted to be like free safety Doug Peck and hang out 40 yards from the LOS and catch all those overthrown balls (some call them interceptions).
As a senior, I always had to run 2nd team TE with a bunch of freshman who were always screwing up. However, that batch of freshman two years later went to back to back Stagg Bowls led by Delaney, Benson, Gray, Short, LaForce, Frazier, etc. I am glad that you guys finally could remember both the snap count and the play.....
Benson, Delaney, LaForce and I all attended your college HOF ceremonies in New York. I remember riding in a limo with you and Nancy with the Big Apple our finger tips. At that time, I met former Tiger Bob Wagner who has ties to my home town in Newark, Ohio.
I met Ithaca College head football coach Jim Butterfield in NY at your HOF party. We talked about you and our 1975 game. He later sent me a very nice letter complimenting you on your coaching accomplishments and also seeking forgiveness from me for referred to me as "that damned Wittenberg punter" after our 1975 Stagg Bowl victory!
"Cigars butts and sawed off shotguns"!!!!!
#5: I feel very fortunate to have had the opportunity to play for you. You taught me lessons of life that I would have never learned otherwise. Cliche words to some like sacrifice, hard work, and discipline were taken to heart. You taught me that life will not always be easy nor will it go my way. You taught me that when I get knocked down, I need to get up and come back harder. Football is a class about both physical and mental toughness and you were the ultimate teacher!
Congratulations coach. I am looking forward to seeing you in November.
Gary Sitler '78
Granville, Ohio
January 30, 2008, 9:03pm
Hey Davey, Sure was great to see and hear you, again. And while it is always hard to try to compare one team with another, one thing you said that I feel truly exemplified the teams you and Coach Edwards coached, was ATTITUDE. Even though we may not have been as big, as fast, or as strong as some of our competition, you made us believe that we were smarter, wanted it more, and we just couldn't and wouldn't lose. Plus, we were less afraid of OTHER teams, than what would happen, the NEXT day, at practice on a SUNDAY, if we did lose!
Luckily, we never had to find out, because you and Coach Edwards made us believe in ourselves with that Tiger Spirit, "esprit de corps," and attitude that permeated ever word you spoke and action you took. That was what separated the Wittenberg teams I had the privilege to play on, from all the others that we defeated.
Finally, in my opinion, what really separated you and Coach Edwards from all others, was your uncanny knack of knowing how and where to place the athletes you had to work with, in the best positions, to get the maximum results. Prime example: Who else would have seen the potential and given, as Coach Edwards called me, "that skinny, spindly-legged, slow, 150 lb QB, who threw the football like a baseball," the opportunity to prove myself, but you. For that, I will be forever in you, Coach Edwards, and my teammates debt, for the opportunity you all gave me. As Alex Ross once told me, "Charlie, if your arm ever goes, so do you! Well, Davey, my arm has gone and so have I, to Phoenix, but, Davey, one thing that will never go, is my love, respect, and honor for the opportunity to have played for you, my teammates, and Coach Edwards.
May you continue, Having The Light, To Pass It On To Others. God bless you, Davey Maurer.
Charlie Green '65
Phoenix, Ariz.
January 30, 2008, 9:44pm
Along with Bill Edwards, Dave Maurer was my football coach from 1961-65. He is, in my opinion, not only one of the country's greatest coaches of all time, in any division, but also one of the greatest men I ever met. He was a true mentor, an inspiration to all of his players and to all Wittenberg people, whether they engaged in varsity athletics or not. He embodied the true spirit and values of Wittenberg. He was a gentleman, steadfast in purpose and pure of heart and mind who, through the example of his own conduct, was a superb role model for all of us. Even though he was a graduate of Denison, he, probably more any Wittenberg graduate, truly exemplified all that is good about our alma mater.
I always thought that he loved Wittenberg more than anything other than his own family and he devoted his life to making it and its students better. He loved to win; that is without dispute. However, what he was really trying to do was to give all of us the opportunity to be the very best that we can be, to achieve the highest level of success that we could reach and to apply the lessons we learned to the rest of our lives as husbands, fathers and citizens. That goal was more important to him than winning football games, although his philosophy naturally spawned great athletic success. There are many of us who stand as living proof that he succeeded.
Bob Cindrich '65