Brothers Bruce and Bill Haddow shared more than a few memories as longtime coaches at Hugh Boyd Secondary School.
Photo by Don Fennell
Haddows reflect on the gridiron life
By Don Fennell
Published 2:19 PST, Fri November 16, 2018
Last Updated: 2:12 PDT, Wed May 12, 2021
Football excitement is reaching a crescendo north of the 49th parallel, as the CFL readies for its championship game.
The annual festival surrounding the Grey Cup, first presented in 1909 by then governor general Earl Grey to the national rugby football champions, is one of the country’s most revered and popular cultural celebrations.
Richmond enjoys a strong kinship with the gridiron game, an appreciation no one savours more than Bill and Bruce Haddow.
The brothers, and longtime local high school teachers, literally poured their hearts into football. Over four decades, through the final season of high school football in Richmond in 2017 at Hugh Boyd, their love for the game was infectious.
Thanks to their tireless efforts, and those who preceded them—from Charlie Phipps to Matt Phillips, Ian Anderson to Jim Jordan, Archie Skemp to Jeff Lochbaum, and colleagues Glenn Kishi to Neil Kamide and Peter Adams to Rob Brown—football grew to be a big deal on Lulu Island.
The Richmond Raiders, largely under Skemp’s tutelage, became one of the province’s elite gridiron programs in the 1980s. Graduates from the junior Raiders included Skemp’s son Bob, who played seven seasons as a CFL guard and won a Grey Cup with the Toronto Argonauts in 1991.
Former Raider Paul Osbaldiston kicked his way to becoming one of the CFL’s all-time greats, scoring a record 233 points (the most ever in one season) in 1990 and tying the record for most field goals (six) in a Grey Cup game in 1986. He also helped the Hamilton Tiger Cats win Grey Cups in 1986 and 1999.
Bill Henry, too, went from the Raiders to the CFL where he played 10 seasons.
Richmond’s minor football and high school programs produced many future CFL players as well, from longtime BC Lions defensive stalwart Hal Lund to, more recently, Bobby Singh and Angus Reid who in turn paved the way for current CFLers like Winnipeg Blue Bomber, Matthias Goossen.
Strongly influenced by their dad, John, who helped pioneer minor football locally, the Haddow boys were raised on the gridiron.
“Our father was a foundingmember of Richmond minor football with the likes of BusterPierce and Jim Jordan in the early 1960s, and so we grew up with it,” recalls Bill Haddow. “There are a lot of memories. It was good fun for the many farm kids at the time and it flourished.”
The boys were fortunate to play one season together at Richmond High, before Bill graduated. The following year, in 1977, Bruce and the Colts won their first championship (by a score of 3-0) under coach Skemp.
“I played as a running back and safety, and Bill was a bit like a Swiss army knife, and was also a linebacker,” Bruce recalls.
One day, shortly before Bill entered his graduating year of high school, their dad came home with an urgent plea. A coach had just quit leaving the association desperate for a replacement. He suggested the boys give it a try.
“Sure, we’ll give it a go,” Bill enthused, blissfully unaware of how much work was actually involved. “After the first practice we came home saying we don’t need this. We’re only 16 and 17, and here we were coaching nine- and 10-year-olds. But we stuck it out, and got bit by the (coaching) bug I guess.”
Certainly having success helped too, and by the following season the boys were coaching a Peewee team. They kept moving up the ranks to the point that the Raiders came knocking, asking if they wanted to coach a junior varsity team. Despite coaching players in their own age group, they continued to have success—even winning a championship.
“Then lo and behold, Jeff Lochbaum was looking for a change and went to coach at SFU,” Bill says. “Bruce was just doing his teacher training there and I was looking for a permanent gig, so we said: ‘OK, let’s go coach the Colts.’”
But the first year was tough on the boys as the Colts (with just a couple returning players) struggled.
“I remember we played Steveston at Minoru and our chins were down and the alumni after us,” says Bruce. “But that was the passion. We literally did not know if we were going to make it for another year. It was kind of our dream job because we’d played at Richmond High.”
A strong talent pool of Grade 11s, however, ensured better days were ahead. The very next season the team played Notre Dame for the provincial championship, and the year after that reached the provincial semifinals.
“You’d lose kids to graduation but have other kids coming in from Palmer and Burnett (junior highs) and the (community) Roughriders program ready to go,” Bruce says. “They were already well-coached. I think what gets lost today is that it was a pretty nice situation having ready-made feeder schools. Plus, these were also elite athletes.”
“Not just elite athletes, but lots of athletes,” adds Bill. “There was never a concern about numbers. We just knew we were going to have at least 30 kids, so it was a pretty nice deal.”
In 1991 Bruce found his way to Hugh Boyd where eventually the brothers would reunite for one final hurrah. With strong support from then-principal Debbie Osipov, the Trojans would outlast all the other high schools to become Richmond’s last to have a football program.
Though they no longer stroll the coaching sidelines, the Haddows will always occupy a prominent place in the city’s football folklore.
“They are great guys,” says Tony Wong-Hen, who had the pleasure of coaching alongside the pair of local legends.
Wong-Hen says they developed a special bond with their players.
“Kids responded to them because of their positive attitude and the way they dealt with them, firmly and with patience,” he says. “They were always willing to do that extra for the sake of their programs, including fundraising, and staying after practice to discuss more than just football.”
Wong-Hen says the Haddows continue to be inspirations for upcoming coaches.
“Their practices and games were serious yet fun. Teams that they were involved with always had a high level of respect, camaraderie and inclusiveness. They were in the truest sense coaches, mentors and teachers.”
What remains today are memories. A time when football brought classmates together, and friendships were forged.
Those were the days.