Jeff Johnson still ran the club then with a lot of help from Peter Hunnicutt. Jeff in true Rugby form handed off the club to the likes of Dan Labby, Andy VanBelkom, Ike “oh my” Andrews, and me as soon as he could! Jeff seemed to know he had a core of guys that could drink a lot and spend time in bars to run the club. Ike was truly a gentlemen playing a ruffian game. He could plan rugby tours and run the club like no ones business. During the Ike years we toured nearly every year and they were planned out to a T. We did push Ike over the edge during our Virginia tour by trying to change his schedule on the fly. I don’t think us running out of beer (20+ cases) and two full coolers of Wapato lee before we were out of Indiana had anything to do with it? Ike was the pivot man for continued communications with the Institute of Paper Chemistry. We needed that conduit to recruit players, maintain our hold on the field and most of explain to the Dean at the Institute why there were 4, 40 foot tall power poles on his field in the middle of the base ball diamond? Ike worked his way out by having the club move the base ball diamond and backstops plus paint the poles white. A short time after this we had to remove our glorious posts to save Ike from deportation. Did I mention that Steve Anderson was responsible for these glorious posts and that they came as a complete surprise to Ike. Can you just imagine what went through Ikes head when he came to practice and saw these towers standing high and strong! That’s kind of the way we ran things back then. The club members were willing to jump in weather to play games or work at Sidewalk Sales down town Appleton to raise money for our next tour.