My high school used to play North Eugene. A friend sat in the stands with a “Don’t cry, Danny” sign. That was about as uncivil as it got in the ‘70s. And Ainge still ran rings around us.
I went to North with his older brother Doug Ainge.
I think that I’ve forgotten the most biting part of what were chanting a few years later—which is the first half of the second line of a couplet that I can mostly recall
Go back, go back, go back to the Valley
........... but please leave (alternately: and please take) your Rally.