The Miracle of 1995: When the Northwestern Mildcats became Wildcats

Michigan plays Northwestern in Evanston tomorrow for the first time since 2007.  The undefeated, 11th ranked Wolverines are favorites, but beating the Wildcats is no longer the easy game it used to be.  Whatever happens this weekend, it can’t match what happened back in 1995.

Before 1995, the idea of Michigan losing to Northwestern was preposterous.  In Bo Schembechler’s 21 years leading the Wolverines, he lost to every Big Ten team at least once – except Northwestern, which Bo’s teams beat by scores like 31-0, 35-0 and, yes, 69-0.

But back then, everybody beat up on the lowly Wildcats – often called the Mildcats.  From the early 70s to the mid 90s, they had 17 really bad years, surrounding a stretch of six really, really bad years – when they won a grand total three games against 62 defeats.  Only the Washington Generals, who play every game against the Harlem Globetrotters, had a worse record.

Northwestern’s stadium seats half as many fans as Michigan’s, but they hadn’t sold it out since 1963.  Some years, their attendance for the entire season was less than Michigan attracted for a single game.

Apathy was in their DNA.  The few fans who showed up to see loss after loss after loss had a favorite cheer: “That’s all right, that’s okay.  You’re going to work for us someday.”  Cute, but not exactly “The Victors.”

But when Northwestern introduced coach Gary Barnett in 1991, he told the crowd, “We’re taking the Purple to Pasadena.”  Since the Wildcats had not made it to the Rose Bowl since 1949, I naturally assumed Coach Barnett had been huffing glue.  But he believed it.  And what was even crazier, after a while, his players did, too.

The Wildcats opened the 1995 season against ninth-ranked Notre Dame.  They had not won in South Bend in 34 years, but that did not stop Barnett from telling his team that when they won – not if, but when – they were not to carry him off the field, because they had bigger games ahead.

It worked.  Northwestern pulled the upset, 17-15.

Their next big game was against seventh-ranked Michigan, in Ann Arbor, where the Wildcats had not won since 1959.  But they did it again, then went on to beat Wisconsin and Penn State, too.  The locals were going crazy.

This stuffy little college town – which still didn’t have a bona fide bar in 1995 – finally let its hair down.  Then the alumni started getting into it.  Stores were shipping sweatshirts to Singapore, ball caps to Brazil, and bumper stickers to Morocco.

Even the faculty, which prided itself on ignoring such things, got into the act.  The day before Northwestern’s game against arch-rival Illinois, an acclaimed chemistry professor brought out a flask full of a bright orange liquid, then filled flask another with a blue solution – which happened to match Illinois’s colors.  After explaining all the chemical properties at play, he poured the orange solution into the blue one – and shazam! – it burst into a perfect Northwestern purple.   The lecture hall erupted.

The Wildcats finished the Big Ten season undefeated, but they still needed help to get to the Rose Bowl – lots of it.  A 7-3 Michigan team had to knock off undefeated, second-ranked Ohio State, led by Heisman Trophy winner Eddie George.

But the story that day was not George but a Wolverine running back from Zaire by way of Montreal named Tshimanga Biakabutuka.  It’s a safe bet Ohio State fans could not pronounce his name before that game – but after he ran for 313 yards, I’m willing to bet every one of those Buckeye backers could spell it. Michigan fans in Evanston that week were greeted like G.I.s liberating Paris.

The impossible had happened: Just as Barnett had promised four years earlier, the Purple was going to Pasadena.

The Wildcats actually won a share of another Big Ten title the next year, in 1996, and again in 2000.  They are now led by the 1995 captain, Pat Fitzgerald.

But even if Fitzgerald takes the Purple to Pasadena again, it could never be the same.  A great season is a great season – but a miracle stands alone.


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  • jay nilsson October 7, 2011 at 4:28 pm

    I remember a banner in the Student section.


    They were a big surprise

  • Julie Williams October 8, 2011 at 6:23 pm

    I was a new graduate student in College Student Personnel at Loyola University in the fall of 1995, located just a few miles down Sheridan Road from Northwestern. Unfortunately, Loyola does not have a football team, a fact I neglected to research in my search of gradaute programs. Needless to say, as a proud midwestrner I was mortified by the thought of fall on a college campus without attending a football game, so I convinced a group of friends to buy tickets to a Northwestern game that season. My friends thought I was crazy to spend money on Northwestern tickets, so in large part we picked the game we would attend based on the opponent. We thought Northwestern-Penn State might not be quite as lopsided as some of the others would be, and further joked that it might not be bad to pick the Penn State game because surely Joe Pa would retire soon,err… right??? The wind off the lake that day was brutal but I spent a great day watching Northwestern beat Joe Pa and the Nittany Lions in Evanston and loved every minute of that rare moment in college history–a winning season at Northwestern. Thanks for reminding me of this great season in college sports and one of the handful of occasions in which I was cheering Go Blue on game day.

  • FrankMurphy October 21, 2011 at 12:38 pm

    I remember watching the Michigan-Ohio State game that year as a 15 year-old with my older cousin, who was an undergrad at Northwestern and was visiting us that weekend. He grew up a Michigan fan, but switched his allegiance to Northwestern after he was inexplicably admitted to Northwestern but rejected by Michigan. He made sure to wear his Northwestern sweatshirt, but he wore a Michigan ballcap that day for old times’ sake. I don’t think either of us had ever cheered louder for a Michigan win.


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