By Paul Kenney
On April 15, 1974, at the Gary Cooper hour of high noon, Neil Cusack, a 22-year-old native son of Limerick City, Ireland was about to embark on a life altering journey worthy of an episode by Rod Serling.
The odyssey for this 5-foot-8, 138-pound goatee sporting East Tennessee State University senior began in the tiny town of Hopkinton where he stood toeing the line eagerly awaiting the crack of the starter’s pistol signaling the commencement of the 78th running of the Boston Marathon that would send the record field of 1705 men, and 36 women on their winding and undulating road toward Boston.
His life-changing sojourn would conclude some two-hours and 13 minutes later, as Cusack became the first, and only, runner from the Emerald Isle to capture the most coveted title of the sport: “Boston Marathon Champion.”
And yet, despite his impeccable Roger Miller “king of the road” credentials; namely as the starring All-American anchor of the ETSU’s “Irish Brigade,” a powerhouse cross country team consisting of six high-cotton sons of Ireland, a 1972 member of his nation’s 10,000 meters Olympic team, and both the NCAA, and United States Cross Country champion of that same year, Cusack attracted about as much pre-race attention as the quixotic presidential campaign by Bobby Kennedy Jr.
The reason for that misplaced anonymity fell at the feet of the media whose laser focus was on the race’s two overwhelming favorites; New Jersey’s Tom Fleming, last year’s second place finisher, and Canada’s Jerome Drayton, who would go on to win the 1977 edition of the race.
There are also some imponderables revolving around the performance of Cusack and that of his fellow ETSU teammates that need to be explored and explained.
How was it that a Southern Appalachian campus tucked into the hills of Eastern Tennessee developed into a national track and field powerhouse?
The genesis of that long run of excellence evolved from a chance encounter in the late sixties between ETSU’s Hall of Fame Coach Dave Walker, who during his 50-year career produced 30 All-Americans, while winning 28 Coach-of-the-Year awards, and a former Irish Olympic high jumper by the name of Brendan O’Reilly, an alum of the University of Michigan.
O’Reilly tipped off the Buccaneers coach, about a gifted Irish distance runner by the name Michael Heery whom he thought would thrive under the guidance of Walker.
And when the kid signed on, the word spread amongst the plethora of talented Irish runners that ETSU was the place to nurture and build a career, and Walker reaped the benefits of that seemingly endless flow of Eire talent.
In fact, during one glorious stretch between 1970 and 1983 Walker’s teams earned invites to 14-consecutive National Cross Country championships, with the highlight being his 1972 “Irish Brigade” squad which finished its season as the second ranked team in the nation.
Cusack spoke about the special qualities of his beloved coach whom he described as a “teddy bear.”
“In addition to being a brilliant tactician, Coach Walker possessed the unique ability to unify a team by bringing out the best in each member, while at the same time forming friendships that continued long after we graduated.”
“His other strength was his ability to listen to any of our training concerns and then incorporate them into our practice regime. We did train hard, and the results on race day speak for themselves as he coached 30-All-Americans. He was quite a man,” said Cusack.
The other drawing card, but one that was not nearly as paramount, was the topography of Johnson City home of the ETSU campus as its hilly, green, damp, and rural location, encircled by neighboring families of Scottish and Irish descent created a familial feeling of home for its athletes from the Emerald Isle.
Satiated by all of his cross country success, Cusack decided to set his compass north for a crack at the Boston Marathon as he continually cranked out in 100-mile training weeks which included large doses of that daily hard charging hill work.
“I often put in more mileage running the roads than I did driving some of my cars,” said the man from Limerick.
And during the course of those runs he and his teammates had to be wary of the hillbillies shooting at beer cans, but when he stood on that Hopkinton starting line he was fully ready for what he hoped would be a smashing performance.
On the Sunday afternoon upon his arrival in Boston, Cusack got his first glimpse of the historic course driving the 26-miles and making a mental picture of its quirky contours, and the best angles to attack the fabled landscape.
“I thought it was a nice course,” said the man who in less than 24-hours later would be hailed as its conquering champion.
But as brilliant as Cusack was on race day, he made another stellar move the night before.Staying at a friend’s apartment, he decided to add a measure of cultural identity, and Irish pride to his running outfit, cutting off a shamrock crest from one of his dress shirts and sowing it onto his fishnet running vest.
Little did he realize that such a simple gesture, would send the frothing Boston crowds, who grew bigger, rowdier, and more explosively supportive once the word filtered that a native son of Ireland was not only leading, but was going to be adorned with the champion’s laurel wreath.
As the race began, and energized by the perfect 55-degree weather, Cusack implemented his planned yet bold move by spurting into the lead at the six-mile mark in Framingham, and it was one he stunningly never relinquished.
“My plan was to move to the front at the six-mile mark, and once I knew I was gone from the field, I didn’t feel a challenge” said the champion.
He held a 60-second lead over Fleming at the halfway mark in Wellesley, and as a homage to his historic win, Wellesley is the name of his Limerick home and stenciled on his mailbox, as he maintained a flowing stress free and steady pace toward the testy hills of Newton.
For many a runner, particularly one making his maiden Boston voyage, that trio of climbs, especially the notorious Heartbreak, has dashed the championship dreams of countless pretenders to the Boston crown.
But Cusack, again emboldened by his Tennessee hill workouts, said that he attacked those Newton “obstacles” by simply shortening his stride as he glided over the threesome with a steely focus accentuated by an effortless and powerful cadence.
“I didn’t think they were difficult at all,” said the champion from Limerick.
Once Heartbreak Hill was safely in his rearview, he was like a metronome methodically maintaining what had been reduced to a 46-second lead over Fleming, and in full control as he comfortably cruised into a jam-packed finish line protected by two Boston cops on horseback, one on each side, and clocking the then Irish Marathon record time of 2:13:39.
It was at the time, the third fastest in BAA history, finishing ahead of a distraught Fleming, who once again finished in second-place, and two-minutes ahead of the third-place Drayton.
The victory also qualified him for the European Championships.
When Cusack broke the tape as the winner of the 78th Boston Marathon, he told the media, “I started the race as an unknown, and crossed the finish line into immediate international recognition. I didn’t realize how big this event was until I crossed the line. It was bedlam.”
Later that evening his victory was noted by Walter Cronkite on his CBS News national broadcast, and it was also reported that the next day’s headline in New York Daily News rang out with: “Irishman wins Boston, trains on beer.”
And in those pre-cell phone days of fifty-years ago, the phone books of the City of Boston were bursting with Irish surnames, and the historic and revolutionary city was so peacock proud that a native son of Ireland had won its iconic race, they began to stuff $10 and $20 bills into his bag saying simply; “Have a beer on me.”
And it didn’t stop there.
“For the next three weeks after I returned to campus, I continued to receive envelopes in the mail stuffed with the same $10 and $20 bills, all tagged with the same message; Have a beer on me.” Amazing,” said the newly crowned Boston Champion.
“The next morning on my flight to Washington D.C. where I had to fly to connect to another flight to Johnson City, Tennessee, the pilot made the following announcement: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, we have flying with us this morning the winner of the Boston Marathon, and we’d like to invite him up to first class.’
“Now picture this, here I am carrying the trophy wrapped in newspaper as the passengers applauded as I made my way up the aisle,” he said with a laugh.
When Cusack landed in the airport in Tennessee, he was hailed as if he was Caesar crossing the Rubicon, as he was met by the college president, saluted with a fire brigade, and given a chauffeur driven limo ride back to the campus.
But of all his countless accolades, awards, and victories, including his the 10-NCAA titles, and wins at both the Boston and Dublin marathons, two Olympiads, and the dedication of “The Neil Cusack Olympic Trail” located along the banks of the Shannon River, the retired 72-year-old father of two sons, who now just walks his dogs, made his best race related move five-years after his historic Boston win.
“I removed the diamond from my BAA champion’s medal, and had a jeweler place it into the wedding ring of my beloved bride Imelda. “
It proved to be an ingenious decision as they will be celebrating their 45th wedding anniversary this year, along with the added caveat of both returning to Boston as guests of the BAA in celebration of his historic victory fifty years on.
The Irishman jokingly added, “I will be carrying a bag hoping it will once again get stuffed with cash.”
And when asked what comes to mind when he reflects on that amazing April day a half-of-century later he said, “I remember my win like it was yesterday. I was cheered everywhere. I was the toast of Boston. What a day.”
Indeed, Erin go bragh.
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