John Wooden - Head Coaching Record

Head Coaching Record

Season Team Overall Conference Standing Postseason
Indiana State (Indiana Intercollegiate Conference)
1946–1947 Indiana State 17–8 5–2 1 NAIB Invitation declined
1947–1948 Indiana State 27–7 7–0 1 NAIB National Finalist
Indiana State: 44–15 (.746) 12–2 (.857)
UCLA (Pacific Coast Conference)
1948–1949 UCLA 22–7 10–2 1 (South)
1949–1950 UCLA 24–7 10–2 1 (S&Overall) NCAA Regional 4th Place
1950–1951 UCLA 19–10 9–4 T–1 (South)
1951–1952 UCLA 19–12 8–4 1 (South) NCAA Regional 4th Place
1952–1953 UCLA 16–8 6–6 3 (South)
1953–1954 UCLA 18–7 7–5 2 (South)
1954–1955 UCLA 21–5 11–1 1 (South)
1955–1956 UCLA 22–6 16–0 1 NCAA Regional 3rd Place
1956–1957 UCLA 22–4 13–3 T–2
1957–1958 UCLA 16–10 10–6 3
1958–1959 UCLA 16–9 10–6 T–3
UCLA (Pacific-8 Conference)
1959–1960 UCLA 14–12 7–5 2
1960–1961 UCLA 18–8 7–5 2
1961–1962 UCLA 18–11 10–2 1 NCAA 4th Place
1962–1963 UCLA 20–9 8–5 T–1 NCAA Regional 4th Place
1963–1964 UCLA 30–0 15–0 1 NCAA Champions
1964–1965 UCLA 28–2 14–0 1 NCAA Champions
1965–1966 UCLA 18–8 10–4 2
1966–1967 UCLA 30–0 14–0 1 NCAA Champions
1967–1968 UCLA 29–1 14–0 1 NCAA Champions
1968–1969 UCLA 29–1 13–1 1 NCAA Champions
1969–1970 UCLA 28–2 12–2 1 NCAA Champions
1970–1971 UCLA 29–1 14–0 1 NCAA Champions
1971–1972 UCLA 30–0 14–0 1 NCAA Champions
1972–1973 UCLA 30–0 14–0 1 NCAA Champions
1973–1974 UCLA 26–4 12–2 1 NCAA 3rd Place
1974–1975 UCLA 28–3 12–2 1 NCAA Champions
UCLA: 620–147 (.808) 316–67 (.825)
Total: 664–162 (.804)


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