Oren Lyons is one of the most treasured icons in the history of the sport. The co-founder of the Iroquois Nationals, and a longtime advocate for the rights of indigenous people, the 90-year-old Lyons visited US Lacrosse and the National Lacrosse Hall of Fame earlier this year. Lyons spoke with longtime US Lacrosse staff members Steve Stenersen and Kira Muller about some of his experiences on the lacrosse field, which led to his own induction into the Hall of Fame, and the importance of the sport to Native Americans.
His First Lacrosse Idol
“I saw a picture of my father in a game at SU [Syracuse] somewhere around 1925 and he was in goal and he was wearing very light pads,” Lyons said. “I could see he was outside the crease and the ball was bouncing off his head, but he had a helmet on. No mask. Laurie Cox said he was the best goalie he had ever seen. I played very much the way he did. I was aggressive.
“In those days it was lamp light. There was no electricity. I remember him fixing his stick, fixing his pads. As kids we had our nose right into it, watching it. They didn’t make any children’s sticks. You had to look for cast-off sticks. Somebody cracked a stick, the kids were right on it. That’s how we got our sticks.
“Everybody played as soon as you walked around, as soon as you could get a stick. By the time you’re 8, 9-years old, you’re pretty familiar with the stick.
“When we were forming the team on Onondaga. I was just this kid and my father was too old to go to war. We were on the same team, that was fun. How often do you get to play on the same team. I learned from him. He was a goalkeeper, but he only gave me one advice – ‘Watch the ball. Don’t watch the man, watch the ball.’”
Serving the United States
“I was drafted, 1950, the Korean War and so forth. When I got drafted, I got shipped down to New York. It was kind of a holding place and they’d parse you out. It was there I met a couple of my buddies from Syracuse. We just buddied up. They have this old saying about sad sacks and that’s what we looked like. Shirts were too big and then this guy comes by, this solider. I couldn’t believe his shoes were sparkling, his shirt was form-fitted. Everything was tight. Holy smokes who was that guy. We looked at each other — Airborne, 82nd. If I’m going to be in the Army, I want to be like that and that’s why we went Airborne.
“At that time, the defense was an issue for the United States so they said the 82nd Airborne, we carried two days of ammo. We were a defensive team until somebody could get there. We jumped all over the place. In snow and in sand. We were really an elite troop. What I consider the most fortunate thing is I never had to kill anybody. Because in our cosmology in Iroquois you can’t be a chief if you killed somebody. You can’t have blood on your hands. That was fortunate for me.
“My last jump was a huge disaster. My chute didn’t open, all kinds of things. They said my two chutes popped, they both popped, the reserve and the big one. I hit the trees. They said both chutes popped at tree top level, boom. But I still took limbs off those trees coming down through. When I come to, I hadn’t hit the ground. I was hanging a little off the ground upside down. I seemed to be okay. I hit the quick release button and I fell on the ground. I busted my legs.
“There was a big event that was occurring. It was a hush hush thing for the 82nd. I wanted to make that. I wanted to go, but you couldn’t tell where it was and I busted my leg so I couldn’t go. To me, that was everything bad.
“Well, you know what it was? They detonated the A-bomb and that’s where our troops were, in Nevada. The first one. What happened was they had the combat troops lined up. They detonated the bombs and had the guys run through it. Through that hot stuff. I didn’t go. So, my bad luck was good luck. That taught me a lesson, too. If something like that happens, wait a while. It might not be so bad as you think. It turned out to be a good lesson.