The Forty Effin Niners: The Adventures of a Part-Time Security Guard During the Reign of the Team of the Eighties, Paperback/Rick Pucci

The Forty Effin Niners: The Adventures of a Part-Time Security Guard During the Reign of the Team of the Eighties, Paperback/Rick Pucci

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2018
Nr. Pagini
216
ISBN
9781984543530

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Description The thirtieth anniversary of Montana's Super Bowl drive and Bill Walsh's retirement (1989) is upon us. Author Rick Pucci's a regular guy thrust into the midst of a dynasty in the making: the San Francisco 49ers of Joe Montana, Jerry Rice, and Bill Walsh. Pucci's memoir is a blend of sports, culture, romance gone bad, and nineteen-eighties Americana from a fresh insider perspective. Inside topics include Fred Dean and Bill Walsh's father's secret, Golden Globe winner Teri Hatcher, Ronnie Lott's amputation; Jerry Rice's superstition, quiet Joe Montana as prankster, trash talker and his secret route deep in the bowels of Candlestick. Culled from copious notes at that time, this natural is for sports and non-sports fans alike. In the eighties, these hapless Niners pull SF's spirits from the morass of the Jonestown massacre and the murders of Mayor George Moscone and Harvey Milk. They also cured the author's, broken heart. About the Author My name is Rick Pucci, Sr. I grew up in a middle-class home in northeast Pennsylvania in small-town Glen Lyon/Nanticoke. Our family included five children, two parents, my Godmother, a dog and various inhabitants of our back-yard including a full-blown chicken coop. None of this was uncommon among the Italian-American families in the area. Baby boomer kids like me poured into the streets for games and sports, but our town was reliant on coal and soon suffered greatly on the socio-economic spectrum. Jobs became scarce. I caught a lucky break. A local star football coach named Al Cihocki got me a chance for a full football scholarship, and amazingly I passed the try-outs. I thought I would become the next great linebacker at football power Penn State. Such a laughable plan in hindsight, considering I stood only six feet tall, weighed 185 pounds, and lacked speed. A sophomore year injury saved me from four years on the bench, a proverbial blessing in disguise that released me to the wondrous Penn State way-of-life. I met a young

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