Wayne Coffey

I grew up an avid hockey fan and occasional player. I don’t remember a time before I could skate and my fondest childhood memories are flying across the ice and knocking the puck around on the frozen lake on the edge of the backyard of my dad’s house. I’d curse the toe picks I was stuck with on the goofy figure skates and longed for a real pair of hockey skates to live out my goalie dreams. On non-frozen-water, I was a goalie in floor hockey, and later, with the right skates, on ice. show more And in college I taught my cat how to shoot a street hockey puck on a net. It’s my long time sporting love.

Which meant, every time an new hockey book is published, I read it. Especially in the summer during the agonizing wait between the end of the Stanley Cup finals and the start of pre-season on or around my September birthday. (For years I really thought hockey season was my own personal birthday present.) The more hockey, the better. And a few days ago I finished A Team of Their Own about the Korean women’s team at the 2018 Olympics, and almost swapped it this week for this one, but I couldn’t let the 40th anniversary pass unmarked. The Boys of Winter is my first hockey book love.

I read it in college during a rare semester not full of assigned reading. When it first published I was in high school and hockey or not, I wasn’t a big nonfiction reader. It was while I was in high school that the movie of the team and game, Miracle, was released. It was my comfort movie when I missed home, and the ice, while at the University of Pittsburgh (the only school of the 10 I applied to not to have an NCAA ice hockey team… but how I ended up at Pitt is a whole other story).

I remember finding The Boys of Winter on the shelf of the Barnes & Noble on the Waterfront (the only bookstore I knew the bus route for) with a blurb marking that it was the 30th anniversary of the game. I could already recite all of the players by name and thought I understood Herb Brooks’ coaching philosophy, but I realized I really didn’t have a great understanding of what went through everyone’s heads leading up to the game. Miracle‘s a great movie, but it’s only a two hour window into a very busy and crazy cross-section of recent world history.

In 1960, Herb Brooks was cut from the Olympic hockey team and sent home (he played on the ’64 and ’68 teams). Twenty years later, in 1980 when he returned to the world stage as its coach, the world had changed significantly in terms of technology (we landed on the moon and had early computers) but very little in geopolitical terms. The Cold War was still in full swing. The 1980 Winter Olympics were set to be a peaceful battleground to assert dominance on the global scale. And the ice hockey game between the USSR and the USA was to be the greatest sporting showdown of the century. If the Americans could make it that far.

The team Brooks assembled was a microcosm of the US hockey world at the time, which reflected various cultural differences around the country. The boys from the midwest and the boys from the northeast had to not only put their college rivalries aside, but learn how to play and get along with people who had different values and personalities off the ice as well. Craig and Eruzione, goalie and captain and lifelong New Englanders, have parlayed their roles in the game into lengthy public speaking and income-generating careers long after their retirement as players, where many of the midwestern players went home after their hockey careers to quiet lives in the woods.

And yet. These twenty young men fresh out of college put their personal differences aside to play hockey for a stormy and impassioned coach, and for the opportunity to beat the USSR. While The Boys of Winter is not overly political, it’s impossible to ignore the giant Cold War sized elephant in the room. The match up between the USA and the USSR was never going to be “just a game,” Olympics level pressures aside.

Wayne Coffey’s book is a chronological account of the game, with player bios and world events sprinkled in along the way. Even for those who think they know the game, the players, and the coach, it’s a great read and a wonderful collection of interviews with the players after the fact. (And up next on my hockey TBR list is Mike Eruzione’s The Making of a Miracle.) show less

A memoir. Written by a woman. About soccer. I’m surprised my local book store didn’t just automatically set it aside for me. This shit is my jam.

If you aren’t a fan of women’s soccer (and if you enjoy sports, you should check it out), you probably hadn’t heard of Carli Lloyd before last summer. She’s been playing for the US Women’s National Team since the early 2000s, but she stepped hard into the spotlight during the World Cup in Canada last year, when she scored three times show more in the final win over Japan, including a shot basically from mid-field.

Of the memoirs I’ve read recently that involve a co-writer, this one reads the smoothest. I don’t know Ms. Lloyd, and I haven’t seen her interviewed much, but the voice, while a bit stiff, feels genuine. The book follows her journey from player in her New Jersey hometown, through college, and into her professional career. It has much more soccer in it than Abbi Wambach’s memoir from earlier this year, and I loved that. Ms. Lloyd also discusses some of the same incidents that Ms. Wambach did, with a different perspective, which is fascinating for someone like me.

Ms. Lloyd is dedicated as hell, a hard worker, and talented. She says repeatedly she doesn’t like drama, but also says she tells it like it is, and in my experience drama and a lack of desire to choose one’s words carefully almost always go hand in hand. At the same time, I do think Ms. Lloyd is self-aware; she is open about her flaws and how they have impacted her life, especially her relationship with her immediate family (spoiler alert: it’s not a good one).

If you like sports and a bit of an underdog story, I think you’ll like this. But if you don’t enjoy sports, I think there might just be too much technical discussion for this to be a good read. show less

THEY SAID IT COULDN'T BE DONE, by Wayne Coffey, details how the 1969 New York Mets came together and then chronicles their march through the playoffs and then game by game how they won the World Series. The book touches on personal stories of many of the players and coaches along with painting a picture of the baseball scene and the world events to really make the reader feel like they were in New York City in 1969 pulling for the Mets.
Very analytical, and still relatable and fun, Coffey show more details how baseball was in New York City. Major League teams had recently left, there was a war in Vietnam, and their were lingering racial tensions that still affected everyday life. Coffey explains how the team was formed, from drafting and signing players, to obtaining their beloved manager, Gil Hodges, and Coffey explains how each person was integral to the success of the team. Coffey explains how Hodges' managerial belief was that all 25 men on the roster are important and each one a key to winning the World Series. As a baseball fan who likes to watch it and read about it, the most unique and interesting part of the book is the ongoing theme that while this team was nicknamed "The Miracle Mets", Coffey writes the entire book from the standpoint that nothing was miracle about this team, that each player had his purpose and was put in a position to succeed by the team and manager. Coffey does allow that the World Series win from a still young franchise was quite remarkable, but that using the world miracle could bring a negative connotation that the team played beyond its means. Coffey's approach to the book is very rooted in the idea that this team was put together logically and worked hard to fulfill everyone's dream of winning it all.
I finished this book with a smile and I am still thinking about how well-written and inspiring THEY SAID IT COULDN'T BE DONE was. A really good sports non-fiction and one I would recommend to just about anyone.
Thank you to Crown Publishing, Wayne Coffey, and Netgalley for a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review! show less

Wayne Coffey’s They Said It Couldn’t Be Done: The ‘69 Mets, New York City, and the Most Astounding Season in Baseball History provides a solid, well-written account of the New York Mets remarkable championship year. He weaves in crisp biographical sketches of the key players, and sprinkles in supplemental sidebars and anecdotes along the way. With a keen eye for detail and nuance, Coffey clearly studied the video from the Championship Series and World Series game footage, as he deftly show more transcribes those images so the reader can relive those moments in the mind’s eye. The events are certainly well-known to long-time fans of the time. But Coffey puts a fresh sheen on the story, making it a worthwhile read particularly on the occasion of its golden anniversary. show less