Montana Bockman died last week.
Known as Tana to his many friends and his family, Bockman played football for the Montana Grizzlies from 1956 to 1958, when Montana was in the Skyline Conference and freshman weren’t eligible to play varsity ball.
Bockman had been ill for some time. When I saw him with his wife, Carlene, at this year’s Grizzly spring game in Corvallis, he was in a wheelchair, but, as usual, seemed quite upbeat. The two of them have been mainstays in the Grizzly Scholarship Association Mission Valley Chapter from the start.
If you want to try to find something about Tana in the Griz record books, don’t bother, because he was a lineman.
Grizzly teams the three years he played were in the Skyline Conference and had three wins and 26 losses going up against the likes of Utah, Denver, Utah State, BYU, Colorado State, Wyoming and New Mexico. Nonconference foes those three years were Arizona, Idaho, San Diego and Montana State.
They lost three times to the Bobcats by a combined score of 75-32.
It was a big deal when they stunned BYU 21-13 for their only win in 1956, and took back-to-back wins over Utah State and New Mexico in 1957 between four- and three-game losing streaks.
The “star” of those ‘56-’58 teams was guard-linebacker Stan “The Ram” Renning, who earned All-American recognition despite playing on a team with just three wins in three seasons.
Like so many of his teammates in those days, Bockman was smaller than many of the linemen he played against, and the Grizzly roster was much smaller in number than those of most of their opponents.
And like so many of his teammates, Tana was just plain tough.
I remember watching Grizzly football during the 50s when the team made the transition from the Pacific Coast Conference to the Skyline. I never missed a game, even though the outcome was seldom in doubt.
Despite the fact that they seldom won, they were my heroes. Looking back now, I think that was partly because I appreciated their toughness, how they handled playing against the odds. I think it’s the reason I still tend to root for the underdog.
We even made some road games. I can recall a trip to Denver when my brother and I got to stand on the sidelines, probably in 1956. The Grizzlies lost, and a fight broke out between the teams as the game ended. My parents were frantic. Dale and I were just glad to be there and watch our heroes stand up to the enemy.
We got to know some of the players personally, probably because my dad was a charter member of the Century Club, formed in the 50s under the guidance of athletic director Jiggs Dahlberg to try to level the playing field for Grizzly teams.
Another one of the players I admired was lineman Bob McGihon, whose wife was my fourth-grade teacher at Paxson School. I thought both of them were nice, and she was pretty, too.
I still occasionally run into some of the guys who played back in those days, and to a man they talk about the camaraderie and pride Grizzly teams had then, when winning didn’t happen all that often and wasn’t expected like it is today.
I enjoy their stories, but mostly I just enjoy being around them. They remind me of a simpler time long since gone. They’re still my heroes.
One of my favorites was Montana Bockman. The toughness he showed as a football player in the 50s mostly likely helped him when his health started to slip. To the end, he was just plain tough.
Tana, you’ll always have my respect and gratitude for showing me what toughness and true teamwork are all about.
Thanks for the stories, thanks for the example, and thanks for the memories.
- Bill Schwanke