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Wings' first outdoor game was in prison

by Bill Roose / Detroit Red Wings
Ted Lindsay holds the hockey bucket that the Red Wings received for defeating the Marquette Prison Pirates on Feb. 2, 1954.
The morning began with Punxsutawney Phil seeing his shadow in Pennsylvania.

The rodent scurried back to his hole, and as legend has it, his hasty retreat meant six more weeks of winter, but to the hearty residents of Marquette, on the southern shores of Lake Superior that wasn’t much of a threat since Michigan’s Upper Peninsula has always been accustomed to harsh winters.

What Yoopers weren’t used to seeing in 1954 were the famous faces that they only read about in newspapers or heard on radio. But this Groundhog Day – though meteorically like any other wintry Marquette day: 22 degrees, overcast and windless – was completely different when the Detroit Red Wings came to town.

There was nothing ‘usual’ about the Wings’ visit. They were invited by a warden to play an outdoor game – the first in franchise history – inside the razor wire-topped stone walls and armed watchtowers of the state’s most notorious maximum-security prison.

Clearly, the game 58 years ago had a far different ambience then the last time the Wings played outdoors in the 2009 Winter Classic at Chicago’s Wrigley Field or will when the Wings and Toronto Maple Leafs play at Michigan Stadium on New Year’s Day.

“I was never concerns because I figured that I could take care of myself,” said Wings legend Ted Lindsay, of playing against murderers, arsonists, bank robbers and assorted other degenerates. “But I felt very strongly from having been close to them in the summertime and mingling with them that there was no reason to be worried.”

Months earlier, Lindsay and general manager Jack Adams visited Marquette Branch Prison during a promotional barnstorming trip through the U.P., which was sponsored by Stroh’s Brewery. The two men put on short presentation in the prison’s auditorium, then answered some questions from the prisoners.

“It was a Stroh’s promotion. They paid us though it wasn’t much,” Lindsay recalled. “We did it mostly in the Lower Peninsula, probably three or four teams of twosomes went to different lunches, breakfasts and dinners to clubs and all.”

In the last two weeks of June, Lindsay and Adams went to the U.P., starting in St. Ignace and on the Soo and Marquette where they ended up at the prison. Lindsay remembers it not being as bad inside as it had been made out to be. But he still inquired with the guards about personal safety. “Oh no, if anybody thought of doing anything they would be dead before he took two steps,” Lindsay was told.

But playing maximum-security prisoners, who were locked up for 23 hours a day, would be an altogether different risk for the Red Wings. And that’s where Lindsay believes the Wings’ GM was somehow bamboozled by the warden.

“Our summer visit went well and then the warden caught Jack Adams by surprise when he said, ‘Jack, would you bring your team up here and play in the prison yard?” Lindsay said. “Jack almost swallowed his tongue not knowing what the heck to say. But after doing some visiting and talking back and forth – probably giving Jack some time to think – he told the warden, ‘I’ll tell you what, I’ll bring my team up if you can pay for the plane, pay for the hotel rooms, pay for the meals and I’ll bring my team up.’ ”
The Red Wings enter the ice in the prison yard at Marquette Branch Prison. They were invited by the warden to play the convicts in 1954.

Emery Jacques, the prison’s last politically appointed warden, called Adams’ bluff and a few months later extended a formal invitation to the NHL’s best pros to play the cons at the “Alcatraz of the North”.

Marquette's inmate population comprised the worst of the worst, and their hockey skills weren’t much better, so some tried to build up the game by emphasizing the convicts' crimes and the possibility of a real brawl when the Marquette Prison Pirates lineup against the Wings.

But Lindsay wasn’t the least bit concerned about a prison yard fracas, saying, “I was viewed as a hero because I was leading the league in penalties, so I fit right in with the boys.”

The playing conditions in Marquette that day were perfect, prompting Gordie Howe to say that the ice was “the best he had ever played on.”

Lindsay agreed, saying, “Anytime you get nature doing the freezing you’ve got the best ice possible.”

But someone had to build the rink of dreams, and that was Oakie Brumm. The prison’s director of physical activity and a former University of Michigan hockey player, Brumm was tasked with creating a rink in the prison yard without the convicts using the materials as tools for escaping.

Brumm would later write about his experiences in the prison in a book entitled “We Only Played Home Games” where he recounted his memories, including the only time an NHL club played inside a penitentiary.
“The inmates and I saw all of this as a future hockey rink,” wrote Brumm, who died in 2006. “Most of the custodial staff considered this serious escape equipment, at least until it was nailed down.”

The game on prison ice was the greatest thrill most of the inmates and staff had ever experienced. Wings coach Tommy Ivan put his team through a series of big league drills and skills competitions, and then the Wings defeated the Pirates soundly by displaying some of the dazzling stick work that made them league champions for seven consecutive seasons.

“They were more curious because they had heard us on the radio and seen us on the television,” said Lindsay, of the inmates. “Now they were looking at the real person.”

To make things interesting, the Wings swapped a few players, trading goalie Terry Sawchuk, among others, and exchanged one set of defensemen, said Lindsay, who skated on the opposite wing as Howe with an inmate as their centerman.

Howe then skated the second half of the game with the prison's wear a No. 16 Pirates' jersey.

After 10 minutes, the Wings had a 10-0 advantage, and by the end of the first period they had an 18-0 lead. It could easily have been 50-0.

“The only time I touched the puck,” bemoaned Brumm, who installed himself on defense, “was when I pulled it out of the back of the net.”

The Red Wings ran away with the game and the warden presented Adams with a honey bucket as a makeshift trophy. Lindsay doesn’t remember the final score, which he calls insignificant.

“It was an experience that I thoroughly enjoyed. I would say that they were all perfect gentlemen,” Lindsay said. “The emotions that you have at the time are what you should be able to feel. The emotions of what you felt with them and the emotions that you felt for them and how you felt being on the ice with them. All of that stuff you forget.”

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