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23rd October 1964: Peter Snell crosses victoriously the finish line of the Olympic 1500 metre event at the Olympic stadium in Tokyo. (Mandatory Credit: Allsport Hulton/Archive)
23rd October 1964: Peter Snell crosses victoriously the finish line of the Olympic 1500 metre event at the Olympic stadium in Tokyo. (Mandatory Credit: Allsport Hulton/Archive)

SportsDecember 14, 2019

Obituary: Sir Peter Snell, the inscrutable genius of middle distance running

23rd October 1964: Peter Snell crosses victoriously the finish line of the Olympic 1500 metre event at the Olympic stadium in Tokyo. (Mandatory Credit: Allsport Hulton/Archive)
23rd October 1964: Peter Snell crosses victoriously the finish line of the Olympic 1500 metre event at the Olympic stadium in Tokyo. (Mandatory Credit: Allsport Hulton/Archive)

Sir Peter Snell has died, aged 80, at his home in Dallas, Texas. James McOnie remembers arguably New Zealand’s greatest ever athlete.

Sir Peter Snell was so great that small towns still engage in custody battles over the legendary runner.

His birthplace Opunake (where he spent his first 11 years) claims him, as does Te Aroha (where he started high school before boarding at Mt Albert Grammar). But then some argue Peter Snell, Olympic Champion was made in West Auckland. Gruff super-coach Arthur Lydiard spotted Snell (who fancied himself more as a tennis player) and asked the teenager to join his running group, who he trained hard in the Waitākere Ranges.

In Snell’s speed, Lydiard knew he had something special, but when the youngster ran the Waiatarua 35km trail he lagged behind the world-class trio of Murray Halberg, Bill Baillie and Barry Magee.  One evening, when it was clear Snell wasn’t going to finish the gruelling training run any time soon, Lydiard sent his wife out in their car to pick him up.

The kid came right. As soon as Snell could keep up and finish those endurance runs, he was rewarded with a beer. The great coach told him it contained electrolytes (this checks out, by the way), a story of the young Snell told to me by Lydiard a year or so before he died in 2004.

Three of Lydiard’s runners went to the 1960 Olympics in Rome, and on Friday September 2nd, two of them struck gold. The track had been set alight by the incredible Wilma Rudolph who won the women’s 100 metres (the American sprinter suffered from polio as a child and wore a leg brace until she was 12).

Then Snell took the track in the 800 metres final as a relative unknown. In the home straight, Snell ran from last to first with a blistering finish to win gold. An hour later, Halberg followed with his winning run in the 5,000 metres. To relive that moment (and the toil and turmoil leading up to it), watch the brilliant documentary The Golden Hour.

A week later, Magee would take bronze in the marathon – a race won by barefoot Ethiopian legend Abebe Bikila.

Snell would be the world’s dominant middle-distance runner for the next four years, breaking six world records in different events. Australia’s unbeaten miler and 1500m runner Herb Elliott retired, aged 24, just before the 1962 Empire Games in Perth, his hometown. Some say Elliott knew Snell would be too good. Snell won gold in the 880 yards and the mile at those Games.

Snell went on to the 1964 Tokyo Olympics where he won the 800 metres, and then raced the 1500 metres. Achieving ‘the double’ in the same Olympiad was rare and Snell was worried about the workload of six races in eight days. But he had a rest day before the 1500m final. “That was all I needed,” said Snell.

New Zealand had two runners in that final – Snell and John Davies, from Tokoroa. Davies recalled the moment Snell accelerated, 300 metres from the finish, because cinders and dirt flew up into his face as Snell went past, his shoes tearing up the track as he powered to victory – one of the most emphatic in Olympic history in the 1500 metres.

Another Kiwi, Marise Chamberlain, won bronze in the women’s 800 metres in Tokyo, confirming New Zealand as a global superpower in middle-distance running.

But in 1965, Snell retired from running, aged 26. He worked for tobacco giant Rothmans (!) before moving to America in 1971 to study, getting a science degree in human performance and a PhD in exercise physiology. From 1981, he lived in Dallas, Texas, continuing his research at the University of Texas Southwestern Medical Center.

In later life, Snell competed in orienteering, and he played table tennis at the World Masters Games in Auckland in 2017. He was knighted in 2009.

Whenever I interviewed Snell, I noticed how laidback and humble he was. He’d smile a lot, and never took himself too seriously. And when he was around other athletes from his heyday, he’d blend into the pack, just one of team.

He didn’t want to dwell on his dominance of world athletics or how he may have forced the great Herb Elliott into retirement. His attitude was that these people, including Herb, were his friends and they travelled the world together, competing and putting on a show – and that was a long time ago.

Well Sir Peter, you never wanted to admit it, but you are the G.O.A.T. And you’ve reached the finish line.

Keep going!
Barbara Cox, and the type of headlines women’s football attracted during her playing days. (Photos: Supplied)
Barbara Cox, and the type of headlines women’s football attracted during her playing days. (Photos: Supplied)

SportsDecember 12, 2019

Woman first, athlete second: Barbara Cox and the struggle for female footballers

Barbara Cox, and the type of headlines women’s football attracted during her playing days. (Photos: Supplied)
Barbara Cox, and the type of headlines women’s football attracted during her playing days. (Photos: Supplied)

When Barbara Cox joined a football team in 1973, she was one of the first women in the country to do so. She’s still fighting for women in the sport to get the respect they deserve. 

Auckland women didn’t play football in 1972. Auckland women cooked and cleaned and looked after the children while their husbands went to work and had fun on the weekends. Even Barbara Cox, a housewife in Mt Eden whose husband played and coached, never entertained the possibility of playing football herself. “I thought of myself as equal to my husband, but he was obviously more important because he went to work and I stayed at home,” she says, by way of explanation. “So he was more entitled to do his thing at the weekends. I’ve changed now, of course, but that’s how a lot of women thought.”

So much so that Cox only began playing in 1973 because her husband, Roy, helped put together the first women’s team at his Mt Eden club. She fell in love with the game immediately, as did her teammates. “They loved the freedom. They loved the sense of confidence it gave them in their bodies and we had so much fun.”

But not everyone was so enthralled with the idea of women playing a “contact” sport. “It wasn’t just men that were against it,” says Cox. “There were a lot of women who didn’t approve of women playing and the fact that we’d be wearing shorts. Originally, everyone wanted us to wear skirts to play and it was like, ‘No, not going to happen’.”

Playing sport on the weekend didn’t mean the women gave up their other ‘womanly’ duties. Cox remembers organising and attending training camps but leaving early to set up the drinks and food for the players. Even before an international fixture, Cox would be expected to oversee hospitality, being asked about cups of tea and biscuits, “and then 10 minutes later I’m out on the field and playing football”.

Even as the years went by and women’s football continued to grow, the top players were seen as wives and girlfriends first, athletes second. “Most of the media reports tried to emphasise our femininity, ensure that they mentioned that we’d have sweethearts or husbands to show the public we were heterosexual because there was still creeping into football this thing that if you played a man’s sport, you must be a man. They’d get around it by saying, ‘you’re pseudo men’, which was a euphemism for lesbianism. So there was an angle the media used to ensure that the public were happy that we were capable of attracting men.”

On the pitch, as captain of the New Zealand women’s team, Cox was reliably the fittest on the pitch, though even she’ll admit she wasn’t technically elite. But her passion for the game wasn’t limited to playing it. She wanted to coach. The only problem was no woman had ever gone through the national coaching course before.

“I went to see the director of coaching and said, ‘I’ve passed all of the qualifications to be able to go on the course, so now I’d like to come on the senior course,’ and it was like, ‘That’s for men.’

“I ended up going, but they didn’t quite know what to do with me because they hadn’t come across having females there before.”

While the course itself was hugely beneficial and her fellow students supportive of her, Cox was still A Woman on the course, not a coach. “I’d be on the field and the men would just treat me as another player. I’d get knocked around because some of them were big men, and then I’d come off, and one of the coaching staff would say, ‘Oh, can you go and sit down and have a quiet word with such and such? He’s had a bad session. He probably needs a bit of comforting.’ What am I, his mother?”

Cox stuck with it and became the first woman in New Zealand to earn the top football coaching certificate. She went on to coach teams throughout the country, at all ages, for two decades.

Barbara Cox in the 70s (Images: Cox family collection)

Barbara Cox learned to play football at the same time as her daughters. Michele and Tara were barely at school when their mum joined the football club next door to their house, and soon after they joined too. Learning young and living in a household immersed in football had its obvious benefits. Both daughters went on to play for the national team, with Michele joining her mother in the team in 1987 as a 19-year-old. The two were the first mother-daughter pair in the world to represent their country at the same time and in the same team.

Despite being in the second generation of women footballers in New Zealand, Michele and Tara encountered many of the same struggles their mother faced. The athletes were no longer referred to as “Cinderellas” by the media, as Cox’s team were, but even in 1991 when FIFA held its first Women’s World Cup, the CEO of Sport NZ at the time publicly pondered whether women’s football was sport or recreation.

When the New Zealand women’s football association merged with the men’s in 2000, it was expected that the men’s game would help to boost the women’s. Instead, what little support the women’s game had was taken out and funnelled into the men’s. The board of advisers and decision-makers were overwhelmingly male, and women found themselves once again shut out of the game they loved. It was a moment of realisation for Cox and her daughters. The health of women’s sport depended not on the number of women playing but on the number of women in positions of power, able to make decisions in the athletes’ best interests. “You take an untried male and you put all the effort into him, well that’s fine. They become really, really good. Why can’t you put the same sort of effort into a female?”

When women weren’t on boards and in the meeting rooms, they were being ignored on the field. Cox formed a group of women who took a case against NZ Soccer to the Human Rights Commission in 2004, accusing them of neglecting the women’s game and failing to enter the Football Ferns into crucial international tournaments (the team didn’t play a single match between 2000 and 2003). It wasn’t the first time Cox had taken a complaint to the HRC. When Michele was 11, she was barred from playing in the boys team she’d been a part of for years. At the same time, girls under the age of 12 couldn’t play in the women’s league (and didn’t necessarily want to). Michele, a promising young footballer, had nowhere to play.

L-R: Barbara, Tara and Michele Cox in 2019 (Image: Scratched)

Cox was successful in her first case to the HRC, though local clubs were very slow to implement rule changes around boys and girls playing together. The 2004 case against NZ Soccer was unsuccessful but some changes in personnel shortly after saw the focus shift back towards the women’s game anyway.

Barbara Cox, Michele Cox and Tara Pryor (nee Cox) all played football at a national level and were leaders in a young sport for women. After finishing their playing careers, each moved towards the rooms where decisions are made. Barbara is now the CEO of Bill McKinlay Trust, overseeing operations at Bill McKinlay Park in Mt Wellington, Auckland. Michele was an adviser for FIFA and worked on the successful campaign to allow women to wear headscarves on the field while playing. She is now the CEO of the New Zealand Football Foundation and the national female participation manager for New Zealand Cricket. Tara worked as a lawyer for 12 years, specialising in sports law, and is now the COO of the New Zealand Olympic Committee.

In 1973, Barbara Cox played football for the first time in her life, just for fun. Instead she stumbled on a game that had been hidden from women for decades. Since then, Cox and her daughters have worked to shine a light on the injustices and successes within women’s soccer (and all women’s sport) in equal measure. The Cox home was a place where girls playing any sport they wanted was encouraged. Now the women of the Cox household are continuing the work to make every home like theirs.

Barbara Cox features in episode five of Scratched, a new web series that finds and celebrates the lost sporting legends of Aotearoa. Watch her episode here, and catch up on the series here.