friend of the friendless said:Sirs, Madames,
Remarkably he became a boxing manager: Boom Boom Mancini his best fighter. I dealt with him when he managed Donny Lalonde. I wanted to shake him by the lapels and say, "Why are you managing this one-armed stiff when you write a book like Foul?" Foul is great -- I re-read a big chunk of it the other day, the stuff with Connie Hawkins being bullied by the feds and landing with the Rens. By accounts of the subject's academic performance, it sounds like Wolf--and I don't mean this to be unkind--didn't have a lot to fear by letting Hawk read the ms. Hard to imagine anyone so naive.
I don't know if he's still alive or not. He wore a hairpiece that looked like John Daly's worst divot at a US Open: Six inches that stood straight up like bamboo or something.
YHS, etc
Foul was a great book.
It was not, not an autobiography. In the introduction, David Wolf made that clear. As far as Connie Hawkins being able to read, the book tells the story about how Hawkins worked hard to try to learn before he went to college. The book also helped to clear the name of an innocent person, Connie Hawkins. Jack Molinas, who was a mastermind of the fix and an interesting rogue, said Hawkins was innocent.
The book and the lawsuit against the NBA went on around the same time. Hawkins got a big settlement.
Hawkins was an incredible sight on the basketball court.