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Tony Waiters and Canada’s first World Cup adventure

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In 2006, players from Canada’s 1986 World Cup team reflected on their exploits in Mexico for a story I wrote in The Province. They were coached by Tony Waiters, who sadly passed away two years ago. Tony would have been thrilled to see the current men’s team qualify for the World Cup for only the second time in this country’s history. Tony was a talented player and coach, and exceptionally generous with his time, especially when it came to football. He moved to the Sunshine Coast in 2016 and spent many hours helping local coaches, including me. On the eve of the FIFA 2022 World Cup kicking off in Qatar, here’s a look back at Tony’s contributions to the sport and to Canada’s first appearance in the men’s tournament, as recalled by the players who were there.

Tony Waiters in his element, coaching Canada in 1983. Photo courtesy Tony Waiters

For Tony Waiters, the 1986 World Cup marked the culmination of a coaching career that’s unparalleled in Canadian soccer. A professional soccer goalie who played for England’s national team in the 1960s, Waiters coached England’s youth team to a European Championship title in 1973 before leading club side Plymouth Argyle to promotion in 1975.

In Canada, he coached the Vancouver Whitecaps to the Soccer Bowl NASL championship in 1979; led Canada’s men to the Olympic quarterfinals in 1984; and oversaw Canada’s qualification to and participation in Mexico ‘86. Waiters wrote numerous books on soccer coaching and developed World of Soccer, a company producing soccer equipment and other resources for coaches and soccer associations.  

Tony Waiters pictured at Roberts Creek Beach in 2016, helping to coach the U18 girls’ rep team.

“Of all the teams at the 1986 World Cup, we were as fit, if not fitter than any of them,” recalled Waiters. “The commitment of the Canadians was incredible. My hope was that we wouldn’t get blown out of the water, that we wouldn’t embarrass ourselves,” said Waiters. “And we didn’t.”

Canada held France 0-0 until European Player of the Year, Jean-Pierre Papin, scored the winner with 10 minutes remaining. (France went on to beat Brazil in the quarterfinals but fell in the semis to West Germany.) Canada went on to lose to Russia and Hungary, both 2-0 defeats.   

Tony Waiters in quotes

On coaching his son’s U13s team after coaching Canada at the FIFA World Cup.

“The parents were more impressed than the kids were.”

On the perils of World Cup qualifying … in Honduras.

“I actually put a ban on the team using the elevator in the hotel. Because during the previous qualification, they’d gone to the same hotel and five of the players got stuck in the elevator. On every floor was an armed guard, which is a bit intimidating.”

… and in Guatemala.

“The fans were marching around the hotel and chanting all night. We went for a morning run to the stadium, which was about a mile from the hotel. The stadium was full three hours before kickoff. We asked someone, what’s going on? And they said, they’re waiting for you.”

… and dealing with “Montezuma’s Revenge” in Mexico.

“When we got eliminated the bottom fell out of our world. When we got back to Vancouver the world fell out of our bottom.”

On coaching.

“I think you’ve got to believe in the players. And make them believe in themselves. You’ve got to encourage players and genuinely encourage them. Believe in them and believe in their potential. You’ve got to make every practice session interesting and fun. People love the game so you‘ve got to take advantage of that. Some coaches get so intense in what they’re doing, they take the fun out of the game.”

  • Adapted from Coast Life magazine, Fall 2016

The greatest 79 minutes in Canadian men’s soccer

The following story first appeared in The Province in June 2006.

The narrow players’ tunnel at the Estadio Nou Camp, in Leon, Mexico, is not known for its ambience. In the summer it’s like an oven and soccer players have little choice but to rub shoulders with one another before they take to the pitch.

Yet members of Canada’s 1986 World Cup team have a hard time forgetting that tunnel: It was June 1, Canada’s opponents were France, the reigning European champions and pre-tournament favourites.

“I remember lining up in this dark tunnel next to the French players, and I remember thinking, ‘I know these guys, I watch them on TV every weekend,”‘ says Ian Bridge, who at the time was playing club soccer with Swiss side La Chaux de Fonds.

“Standing there and seeing that feared team… that was, for me, a little overwhelming,” recalls fellow defender David Norman.

Teammate Bob Lenarduzzi recalls looking down a line of French players led by midfield maestro Michel Platini and thinking, “Oh Jesus… “

For Norman at least, that tunnel was the scene of his “single greatest moment” in professional soccer. It might have been the single greatest moment for Canadian soccer itself. The 1986 tournament remains the only World Cup Canada has ever qualified for.

Tony Waiters with national team administrator, Les Wilson, relaxing at the 1986 World Cup. Photo courtesy Tony Waiters

Qualification had been clinched eight months earlier on Sept. 14, 1985, a cold, drizzly day in St. John’s, Nfld. Needing only a point, Canada got goals from Victoria’s George Pakos and Igor Vrablic of Waterloo, Ont. to clinch a dramatic 2-1 win over Honduras. Honduran players braved the cold, wearing tuques and gloves, while most of their travelling fans had mistakenly gone to Saint John, N.B., where they ended up watching the game in bars.

Bridge had to leave the game injured and couldn’t even bear to watch. “I listened to the reaction of the crowd while I was in the showers,” he laughs. “We were up till 2 a.m. having drinks with the mayor of St. John’s. “Qualifying for the World Cup, just knowing that we were going to play among the best teams in the world, that was like winning the World Cup for us.”

Coach Tony Waiters developed the core of a Canadian team that had taken Brazil to a quarter-final penalty shootout in the 1984 Olympics and thrust them into intensive training camps and tours to prepare for the World Cup.

Pitted against France, Hungary (which had beaten Brazil in a World Cup warmup months earlier) and the Soviet Union, Canada had drawn their own Group of Death. But on paper at least, it wasn’t expected to get any tougher than Game 1 versus France.

Paul Dolan, then 20, was given the nod in goal. He recalls enjoying the team’s role of underdog. “We weren’t expected to do anything and France was loaded with talent,” says Dolan. “I just felt that this was a great opportunity and I’m glad I looked at it that way because I felt how much fun it was.”

After his moment of truth in the tunnel, Norman relaxed, too. “When we ran out and got going it became just another game. It was just 11 vs. 11.” Watched by a television audience estimated at over one billion and buoyed by a sellout crowd of 36,000, Canada took the game to France.

“I don’t think they believed that we would play such a high-pressure game at altitude in the heat of the day,” says Bridge, who was marking future European Player of the Year Jean-Pierre Papin. “But we were naive enough to do that. We were an unknown quantity.”

As Canada began creating its own chances, French fans turned on their team with boos and whistles. “To hold the French would have been momentous in soccer, not just Canadian soccer,” says Norman, who still has the game on videotape but has yet to show it to his seven-year-old son. “We could have stunned the soccer world.”

It wasn’t to be. In the 79th minute substitute Yannick Stopyra connected on a long cross into the penalty box, heading the ball across Dolan’s goal to Papin, who finally escaped his marker for a simple tap-in.

“Paul Dolan, who had been brilliant, came out and was going for the cross,” recalls Lenarduzzi. “I assumed he was going to get it and stepped away. He missed it. I should have just headed it out for a corner but it was headed back across for Papin.”

Canada lost its other two games. The Soviet Union, which had thumped Hungary 6-0, took 59 minutes to break down Canada, eventually winning 2-0, the same scoreline Hungary recorded over Canada.

“I don’t have any regrets,” says Dolan. “I played in the World Cup and that was the pinnacle of my career.” Twenty years later, the ’86 team is barely mentioned on the Canadian Soccer Association’s website and players have never had a reunion.

Perhaps it’s about time.

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November 18, 2022 at 9:02 pm

Toronto on two wheels

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The Beaches neighbourhood in eastern Toronto is a rarity in that homes and not a freeway still line the lakeshore.

The Beaches neighbourhood in eastern Toronto is a rarity: homes, not a freeway, still line the lakeshore.

I can remember the moment Toronto began to win me over. It was at BMO Field, an hour after arriving in the city, in the waning minutes of Toronto FC’s MLS game versus the Columbus Crew.

Losing 1-0, many Toronto fans upped and left when a storm swept in from Lake Ontario. Soaked to the skin, my son and I took advantage of space behind the Columbus goal just as Toronto equalized.

We’d barely finished high-fiving the locals when Toronto scored the winner in injury time, sparking more sodden pandemonium. We saw ourselves on TV highlights that night. Just as well we hadn’t worn our Whitecaps jerseys!

Like many west coasters, I harbored some instinctive disdain for Canada’s biggest city. I’d heard about its swagger, its summer humidity, and, of course, the Maple Leafs. Yet riding the bus full of fans back to the Fairmont Royal York, past the CN Tower and Rogers Centre (aka SkyDome), I was warming to Toronto.

No cyclists were hurt while taking this photo.

No cyclists were hurt while taking this photo.

Some of that big-city swagger must surely have originated in the Fairmont Royal York, once the biggest hotel in the British Empire and still oozing opulence from every one of its 1,600 rooms. The hotel of choice for royalty and rock stars is down to earth enough to grow its own herbs, vegetables and flowers on a rooftop terrace, as well as maintain three beehives.

The hotel will also store your bikes for you, a bonus in a city that’s expanding its bike lane network. With only two days in Toronto, we rented bikes at Segway Ontario, a short tram ride away in the Distillery District. The endless roadworks and construction across downtown made us glad of the two-wheeled escape.

Once home to the Gooderham and Worts Distillery (said to be the world’s largest distillery by the mid-19th century) the Distillery District today is a well preserved pedestrian village. Upmarket stores, bars and restaurants have taken up residence in the red-brick Victorian buildings and Vancouverites might see some similarities with parts of Yaletown and Gastown. The Mill Street Brew Pub is a great spot for local beers and great food – especially when you’re finished bike riding for the day.

The Lower Don Trail, where graffiti is prolific as wildflowers.

The Lower Don Trail, where graffiti is prolific as wildflowers.

We left the Distillery District’s cobblestones behind and headed for Toronto’s Waterfront Trail. The trail is part of a series of bike and pedestrian paths that connect 31 communities along Lake Ontario’s shores. About 450 kilometers of the trail is signposted and the few kilometers we biked transported us to beaches seemingly a million miles removed from downtown Toronto.

Known as The Beaches, this eastern Toronto neighbourhood is a rarity in that homes and not a freeway still line the lakeshore. The feeling of community is palpable at the beach where seniors and toddlers were dancing to a live Cuban salsa band and dozens of beach volleyball games were in progress. Just a week before, Toronto had sweltered in the upper 30s. Now in the mid-20s it seemed that every dog-walker, kite-flyer, roller-blader and cyclist in the city had descended on The Beaches and its boardwalk. Like proper tourists, we dismounted, bought ice creams and watched the world go by.

Toronto’s weather gods weren’t quite so kind the following day. Under leaden skies and with drizzle in the air, we headed inland on the Lower Don Trail. Whereas much of the cycling in Toronto is on routes shared with cars, the Lower Don Trail is blissfully free of vehicle traffic. More than that, it’s a slice of downtown Toronto far removed from the city’s more popular tourist attractions.

The Lower Don River is only about eight kilometers long but it flows through one of the most densely populated communities in Canada. So it’s odd to cycle by rusting and abandoned footbridges, beneath concrete express ramps, and yet still spot a heron presiding over a river bank that resembles a healthy wetland. In places the graffiti is as dense as the wildflowers and the proliferation of the latter is due in part to the efforts of volunteer groups.

The Fairmont Royal York, once the biggest hotel in the British Empire and still oozing opulence from every one of its 1,600 rooms. The lobby's nice, too.

The Fairmont Royal York, once the biggest hotel in the British Empire and still oozing opulence from every one of its 1,600 rooms. The lobby’s nice, too.

We dried off from the rain at the Evergreen Brick Works, known for almost a century as the Don Valley Brick Works. Evergreen is a national charity and one of the groups involved in reviving the Lower Don. It runs the brick works as a community environmental centre, nurturing the disused quarry as a park, naturalizing ponds and restoring the brick works’ old buildings. On any given day you’ll find a farmers’ market, cooking workshops and family pizza nights at the site which once supplied the bricks for most of Toronto’s major landmarks.

From Evergreen Brick Works we cycled through Beltline Trail and the racy-sounding Milkman’s Run (Couldn’t help thinking of Benny Hill) before zig-zagging our way through quiet residential streets to Sherbourne Street. Sherbourne was the first of Toronto’s separated bike lanes and from Bloor Street to King Street, biking is a breeze.

Even after we’d returned our rental bikes we noticed signs of cycling’s growing popularity in Toronto. After ascending the CN Tower on our last night we walked across historic Roundhouse Park to Steam Whistle Brewing. There outside the brewery on Bremner Boulevard, not far from a BIXI bike-sharing stand, was an urban bike repair station complete with pump and tethered bike tools: free for anyone wanting a tune-up!

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On a clear day you can see Saskatchewan.

On a clear day you can see Saskatchewan.

If you go:

Segway Ontario in Toronto’s Distillery District rents a wide variety of bicycles for $35 a day, as well as offering walking and Segway tours. Visit segwayofontario.com

Toronto grew up around the historic Fairmont Royal York, which features several bars and restaurants and offers numerous accommodation packages. They will also store your bikes. Visit fairmont.com/royal-york-toronto

Evergreen Brick Works is a hive of activity, combining history, education, and environmental activism. It also serves great food! Visit ebw.evergreen.ca

For all other travel matters Toronto, visit seetorontonow.com

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October 2, 2013 at 10:34 pm

Felled by Timbers

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The temperature was 30 Celsius at kickoff. We weren't exactly sweating on the result.

Ryan and I were tired of watching the Whitecaps lose in Vancouver; so we came to Portland and saw them lose here. It was much more fun.

PGE Park is an intimate stadium for 18,000 people and the 500 travelling Vancouver fans did their best to lift a team in dire need of lifting. I’m just not sure they heard us. Of all the chants mustered by the travelling fans, “We’ve got health care” certainly drew the biggest reaction from home supporters.  By then Vancouver were down 2-0 and Portland had had a third goal disallowed just before half time.

A lull in festivities at the Timbers' end.

We contented ourselves with throwing streamers and batting balloons, and what little choreography involved in singing and shouting all but disappeared midway through the second half. With the final seconds ticking away, we began singing “All we are saying, is give us a goal,” to the tune of “Give peace a chance”.

Someone heard us.

Whitecaps finally score - a nice change from celebrating cornerkicks and Canadian health care.

In the 89th minute, Camilo Sanvezzo finally lost his marker in the penalty area, turned and scored the consolation goal Section 222 had been waiting for. The Portland fans were patronizingly gracious in victory, wishing us well between chants of U.S.A.

The Timbers’ level of support is impressive. It’s as if every fan is given a flag to wave, and not just a cheesy cloth you’d attach to a car window: we’re talking a 6 by 3 flag on a flagpole for waving with 10,000 other flag-waving fans. If it wasn’t for the fact the Timbers’ colours are brown, the flag-waving would look fantastic.

White and blue are nicer colours though. And we do have health care.

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August 21, 2011 at 8:01 am