Munson: The Life and Death of a Yankee Captain [NOOK Book]

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Our captain and leader has not left us, today, tomorrow, this year, next … Our endeavors will reflect our love and admiration for him.”
—Honorary plaque to Munson in Yankee Stadium

Thurman Munson is remembered by fans as the fiercely competitive, tough, and—most of all—inspiring Yankee captain and champion from the wild Bronx Zoo years. He ...
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Overview

Our captain and leader has not left us, today, tomorrow, this year, next … Our endeavors will reflect our love and admiration for him.”
—Honorary plaque to Munson in Yankee Stadium

Thurman Munson is remembered by fans as the fiercely competitive, tough, and—most of all—inspiring Yankee captain and champion from the wild Bronx Zoo years. He is also remembered for his tragic death, at age thirty-two, when the private plane he was piloting crashed in Canton, Ohio, on August 2, 1979.

Munson is the intimate biography of a complex and larger-than-life legend. Written by former Yankees public relations director Marty Appel, who worked closely with Thurman throughout his career, Munson captures the little-known details of the young man from Canton and his meteoric rise to stardom in baseball’s most storied franchise. Appel examines the tumultuous childhood that led Thurman to work feverishly to escape Canton—and also the marriage and cultural roots that continually drew him back.

Appel also opens a fascinating door on the famed Yankees of the 1970s, recounting moments and stories that have never been told before. From the clubhouse and the dugout to the front office and the owner’s box, this thoughtful baseball biography delves into the affectionately gruff captain’s relationships with friends, fans, and teammates such as Lou Piniella, Bobby Murcer, Graig Nettles, and Reggie Jackson, as well as his colorful dealings with manager Billy Martin and his surprisingly close bond with owner George Steinbrenner. Munson paints a revealing portrait of a private Yankee superstar, as well as a nostalgic and revelatory look at the culture—and amazing highs and lows—of the 1970s New York Yankees teams. More than a biography, Munson is the definitive account of a champion who has not been forgotten and of the era he helped define—written with the intimate detail available only to a true insider.

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The plane-crash death of Thurman Munson in August 1979 left New Yorkers and Yankees fans reeling. Only 32 when he died, the team captain and star catcher of the Bronx Bombers was the champion team's gutsy, inspirational leader; a fiercely competitive player whose premature death canonized himself forever. Marty Appel's Munson retrieves the very human story of the private, gruff, ornery playmaker who wore Number 15.
Publishers Weekly

Appel co-wrote New York Yankees catcher Thurman Munson's autobiography 30 years ago, and his stated goal here is to tell the story that didn't get told then. The revelations, however, are few. We learn, for example, that Munson grew up in Canton, Ohio, with a father whose coldness and resentment bordered on emotional abuse. (On the day Munson signed with the Yankees, his father openly criticized his playing skills to team executives; years later, he came to his son's funeral and taunted the closed casket.) There's also, naturally, much more information about the 1979 plane crash that ended Munson's life, including the transcript of a lengthy interview with one of the survivors; again, however, the conclusion that Munson was a relatively inexperienced pilot who made fatal errors in judgment is not a new one. Otherwise, Appel covers familiar territory, casting Munson as a journeyman ballplayer who inspired his teammates with his tenacious work ethic, but didn't get along with the press and couldn't stand Reggie Jackson or George Steinbrenner. Excerpts from several other baseball memoirs and transcripts from archival interviews with Munson extend the story, but do little to expand upon it. (July)

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Kirkus Reviews
A former PR director for the New York Yankees celebrates the life of catcher Thurman Munson (1947-1979), who died in a plane crash at the age of 32. Appel, who has authored and ghostwritten biographies of other baseball notables-including Yogi Berra, Tom Seaver and Munson (in his 1978 autobiography)-does not restrain his admiration for his subject. From the praise of Munson's "Ohio grit and guts" to a later characterization of him as "the heart and soul of a world championship team" to the 70 maudlin pages that deal with the aftermath of the accident, the book is more tribute than biography. Appel charts the quick rise of Munson, a gifted athlete from Canton, Ohio, who played very little in the minor leagues before his promotion to the Yankees. We learn about his marriage-several times the author assures us that Diana Munson was the prettiest girl in town-his children, his giant mansion, his erratic and bitter father and, of course, his airplanes and fearlessness of flying. There are the obligatory accounts of heroic moments, rivalries with Carlton Fisk and Johnny Bench, many awards (1970 AL Rookie of the Year, three Gold Gloves, 1976 AL MVP) and interminable testimonials from former teammates, rivals and managers. Appel does not shy from comparing Munson with fallen former Presidents McKinley (also from Canton) and JFK, and he glosses over the darker moments in his subject's life, including a night in the Yankee parking lot when he fired his handgun at persons he thought had vandalized a teammate's car. Some crass final pages include auction prices for Munson memorabilia. Exceedingly rosy-hued.
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“Seldom does a biographer get a do-over. Appel, who collaborated with legendary New York Yankees captain Thurman Munson on a standard “then-we-played” sports bio in 1977, decided to revisit the subject nearly 30 years after Munson’s death in a plane crash in 1979. It was worth the effort. Appel, the Yanks public-relations director and Munson’s friend during the catcher’s years with the team, digs a lot deeper this time. The product of a harsh blue-collar upbringing in Ohio, Munson was not a simple man. He was capable of great loyalty, perpetual enmity, profound kindness, and arrogant egotism toward the press and sometimes–not always–the fans. His father resented his son’s success, and the two were estranged most of Thurman’s adult life. This time around Appel researches the life of a man, not a sports hero, and emerges with a textured portrait of a flawed but likable individual, often angry and bitter, occasionally an ass, but ultimately worthy of our respect, on and off the field. The best biographies recount the public life, reveal the private life, and give readers a sense of the critical intersection between the two. Appel manages all three and deserves high praise for keeping one of baseball’s most intriguing players in the forefront.”
--Booklist (starred review)

“Marty Appel’s examination of Thurman Munson’s traumatic life and controversial death is fascinating. The detail is amazing, and there’s an anthology’s worth of illuminating quotes. The glimpses of George Steinbrenner behind the scenes are priceless. As a longtime New York Yankee “insider,” Appel knew Munson intimately, knew his family, knew his teammates and knew–knows–almost everyone of importance in Munson’s often difficult life. An extraordinary book.”
--Robert Creamer, bestselling author of Babe: The Legend Comes to Life

"Only Marty Appel could do justice to this fallen leader; a man who, a generation after his death, continues to inspire all who learn about him. Bravo, Marty, for every page!"
--Suzyn Waldman, NY Yankees Radio Broadcaster

“If the measure of a great biography is the amount of new, previously un-mined material on the subject, then Marty Appel has hit a grand slam home run with this definitive portrait of Thurman Munson. Thirty years after Thurman's tragic death, we finally get the whole story of a very complex and private man. You don't even have to be a Yankee fan to find this a compelling read.”
--Bill Madden, New York Daily News 

“Thirty years after teaming with Munson on the Yankee catcher's autobiography, Appel comes back to finish the ultimately sad tale. No one else could have written this book. No one else could have written it better. Great stuff.”
--Leigh Montville, New York Times bestselling author of The Big Bam and Ted Williams

"Told through the voice of a friend and colleague for whom the death of the Yankee captain was a personal and a professional loss, Marty Appel's incisive and insightful biography of Thurman Munson is not just another sports book.   It is a gift to baseball!"
-- Jane Leavy, author of Sandy Koufax: A Lefty's Legacy

"Thurman Munson was the heart and soul of a team that transitioned from also-ran to champion. Marty Appel lived those years with the captain from the inside and now gives us a rare and intimate look at this remarkable, legendary Yankee. This is a must read for any baseball fan."
--Michael Kay, YES Network, ESPN Radio

“Appel, former Yankee PR director and coauthor of Thurman Munson’s 1978 autobiography, offers a comprehensive study of the enigmatic Yankee catcher. Appel details Munson’s rough relationship with his father, his tumultuous years with the Yankees, the fatal crash, and the ensuing funeral….Highly recommended for Yankees and Munson fans.”
-- Library Journal

"Munson: The Life and Death of a Yankee Captain" …is spectacular. If you can get through this book without getting choked up, then you possess impressive resolve.…[W]ith Appel as a first-hand witness, you get great inside information on the '70s Yankees. And incredible details on the days immediately following Munson's plane crash. Sorry to be so over the top. It's just fantastic.
--Ken Davidoff’s Baseball Insider on Newsday.com

From the Hardcover edition.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780385529280
  • Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 7/7/2009
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 288
  • Sales rank: 706,544
  • File size: 4 MB

Meet the Author

Marty Appel
Following his years as the Yankees’ PR director, Marty Appel became an Emmy Award–winning television producer and coauthored Munson’s bestselling autobiography, as well as a number of other books. Appel lives in New York City and appears frequently on YES Network, ESPN, MLB, and HBO.

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1
Baseball wasn't cool in the 1960s.

During the "Summer of Love" not many young people were talking about Carl Yastrzemski. No one at Woodstock wondered whether the Mets could really go all the way. Few among my friends were particularly impressed when I took a summer job answering Mickey Mantle's fan mail for the Yankees in 1968. And it was the same when I was offered, and accepted, a full-time position in the public relations department midway through my senior year in 1970.

I was one of two people in my college who subscribed to The Sporting News (my roommate was the other)--but I couldn't watch baseball on Sundays in the fall when the one TV in the dorm was tuned to the NFL--even during the World Series!

As Mantle, Banks, Clemente, Mays, Aaron, Mathews, Maris, Killebrew, Koufax, Drysdale, and Colavito moved toward the twilight of their careers, few stars appeared to replace them. The mid- to late sixties gave us Reggie Jackson, Johnny Bench, and Tom Seaver, but not many other attention-getters.

But then, in the midst of this decidedly uncool period of baseball, the once proud Yankees, now mediocre and dull, found a player named Thurman Lee Munson to proudly take them to their tomorrows.

Thurman was a throwback; a lunch-bucket kind of guy who was all jock and no rock. He wasn't going to win over New York by being Joe Namath or Clyde Frazier. He liked Wayne Newton music and, in what was arguably the worst-dressed decade of the twentieth century, the 1970s, he was the worst of the worst. His wardrobe featured clashing plaids and checks made of the finest polyester. Socks were optional.

It was an everyman look that went with his regular-guy demeanor. He liked to pump his own gas, even in New Jersey, where you weren't allowed to, and even when he became famous. On occasion, thinking he was the attendant, someone would pull up next to him and say, "Fill 'er up"--and he would! He'd pump the guy's gas, collect payment, and hand it to the station manager. I was with him one day when he even washed a guy's windshield while filling up his gas tank. I suspect the guy drove away thinking, That gas station guy looked a lot like Thurman Munson.

No, cool wasn't his game. He was going to win them over the old-fashioned way--with gritty determination and a focus on respecting the game and playing it with heart. He would honor the tradition of the Yankees and wear the uniform dirty and proud, and would not tolerate mediocrity from his teammates. He would restore the Yankees to their prominence in the sports universe, the place they occupied when all seemed right in the world.

We would fall in love with his game and realize, watching him, that cool didn't have to count in baseball. Thurman Munson made it a virtue to be uncool, winning over the young and the hip with his decidedly unhip approach to his profession.

He wasn't Mickey Mantle--he wasn't born with those looks or that body, or that particular style that made "the Mick" a pinup boy for baby boomers. But he was Mantle's heir. Mickey retired in spring training of 1969. Munson made his debut later that season, giving the Yankees continuity in their ongoing parade of stars.

By 1970, my first year as assistant public relations director, New York had begun to latch on to his Ohio grit and guts. And since my career began along with his, he would become "my guy," the player I would grow up with in the Yankee organization, the one I'd write about and collaborate with.

I loved watching Thurman Munson play baseball. He just knew how to play the game, knew how to win the game, knew how to lead. He was grumpy but he had a great sense of humor and a magnificent sense of self. He was the kind of guy you wanted to be friends with.

As kids we had the same glove. His first glove was made by Hutch, as was mine. When I asked him whose model it was, the coincidence broadened--we both used the same model, a Billy Goodman infielder's glove. I remembered mine as a pancake that didn't really fold to trap the ball; he remembered his as a "good old mitt." Clearly, he made better use of his than I did of mine.

I was there when he made his first appearance at Yankee Stadium in August 1968, when the Yankees brought the Binghamton team to the stadium to play Waterbury, Connecticut. While some of his Binghamton Triplet teammates like Steve Kline and Frank Tepedino walked out to the monuments in center field for a look, Thurman was detained near the infield for some media interviews and photographs. He was clearly the guy everyone wanted to see.

At one point, he just decided to walk over to the Yankee clubhouse and say hello to Mickey Mantle. What the hell. The other guys could look at monuments to dead guys. Thurman would say hello to a future monument, still living.

Mantle, in the final weeks of his eighteen-year career, was seated on his stool by his corner locker, dressed in his baseball underwear, wrapping his legs in long Ace bandages, as was his custom.

"Mickey, I'm Thurman Munson," he said, his voice perhaps revealing that he was nervous but determined just the same. Since he was wearing his Binghamton uniform, he didn't think it was necessary to say who he was other than his name. Mick responded with a firm handshake and asked, "How ya doin'?"--hardly the stuff of highlight reels, but enough to make Munson's day.

Mantle had heard of him. Everyone in the organization had. He had been an elite high school athlete in three sports, and then went to Kent State, where he was the consensus All-American college catcher in his junior year. The Yankees felt fortunate that he was still available in the first round when they made him the overall fourth selection in the amateur draft. He was "_fast-tracked" by the scouting department for a ticket to the majors.

Michael Grossbardt, a Kramer-like character in the Seinfield vein, was the Yankee photographer. He was under orders from PR chief Bob Fishel to get some good "posed action" pictures of Thurman, which could be used as publicity stills. Grossbardt would go on to photograph most of Thurman's career, shooting thousands of pictures of him at bat and behind the plate, as well as baseball card photos for the Topps Company, family pictures for his personal use, and magazine covers.

I walked behind Fishel, his assistant Bill Guilfoile, and Michael, out to the area behind home plate for the photos. We took turns shaking his hand, and I was flattered that Bob took the trouble to introduce me. Munson had a chubby look, almost unathletic, and he wasn't much taller than I was, but he had those big forearms you always see on baseball players. His flannel hand-me-down Yankee uniform, converted to a Triplets uniform, was baggy and unflattering. The schedule called this a Waterbury home game, so he was in the drab gray road uniform. He seemed to know how to pose, and there was a confidence to him that I would seldom see among rookies, as it grew to be part of my job over the years to get them all photographed in spring training. Amazingly, you can always tell a rookie photo from a veteran photo by the poise or lack of poise on display. Thurman had some poise.

I had asked Bob if we were going to call him "Thurm" going forward in our press notices. Remembering that, he asked Munson if he went by any nicknames.

"None that you'd want to print," he laughed, a typical ballplayer answer. And indeed, he never really developed one that stuck with the public.

Howard Berk, our vice president for administration, had come down onto the field as well. "We really needed someone to capture the fans' imagination," he said later. "We were so hoping this would be the guy. And we liked him from the start. He was always very cooperative with me; always went on our Winter Warm-Up radio shows to help boost off-season ticket sales for us."

He did all that and more in the decade he played for the Yankees until his untimely death in 1979. By the time I wrote his autobiography in 1977, he had accomplished enough to fill up a plaque in Cooperstown. The book was a traditional baseball life story with little controversy, particularly given his place in the turmoil of the so-called Bronx Zoo. He offered an equally small amount of personal insight. "Does it have to get personal?" he asked, when I approached him with the idea.

What a strange question, I thought, from a man considering an autobiography.

The book sold a lot more copies after he died than before. I've received a lot of compliments on it over the years, particularly from Munson fans. His wife, Diana Munson, was especially admiring. "Thank you for writing it, thank God we have this," she said to me on the eve of his funeral in her home in Canton.

But as I have reread that book over the years, I've always felt that Thurman held back too much, skirting over personal matters, as was his right. The publisher was pleased with the final product, so I felt I had met my obligation to give them both the book they wanted. But I was never really satisfied with it.

I was also perplexed. Why were his comments so unenlightening? For example, there was the matter of his ancestry. I wrote he was of German stock. His sister told me later that the family was mostly English-Welsh, and only part German on both sides. Why didn't he correct me? Why didn't he care about getting his life right? Why did he have so little to say about his childhood?

Diana had asked me whether he brought up much about his childhood. She hadn't been in the room when we were doing the tapings. I told her I had brought up the subject but the conversation didn't go very far. I think she was just curious to know how much he had opened up.

Obviously, he hadn't. In the three decades since Thurman's death, I have wondered why a man who gave so much of himself on the field would withhold so much off of it. This book is an attempt to fill in the gaps that Thurman left in telling his own story to me in 1977-78. In the course of revisiting the details of his life and his death, of visiting his family and friends, I have thought back to the way he presented himself in the Yankee clubhouse in the last years of his career.

He had pretty much stopped talking to the media. Still, there were times when the glare of the Bronx Zoo fell squarely on his thickset body. Maybe it was something the Boss, George Steinbrenner, said. Maybe it was something Reggie Jackson said. Maybe it was something Billy Martin had done. Thurman was the captain, the go-to guy for the press, the steadying influence, the voice of reason. And so they had to ask him about it.

Munson would lower his gaze, refusing to make eye contact, walk through them all, and say, "I'm just happy to be here."

It was as though he were Mr. Magoo, walking blindly through the turmoil, oblivious to it all. Of course, Thurman wasn't oblivious at all. He was well aware that his home wasn't like the homes of his classmates and teammates. He didn't want his coach to drop him off at home and see it. He didn't want readers to see inside those walls. And he certainly wasn't going to reveal himself to the media. No, he would pretend everything was fine, and that life would go on--la de da--no matter what chaos surrounded him.

The story Munson didn't tell is how his childhood had in fact prepared him for the Bronx Zoo. I see him now walking through the tensions of the Munson home and saying, in his own way, "I'm just happy to be here."


2

Thurman Lee Munson was born on June 7, 1947, in Akron, Ohio, the tire and rubber capital of the United States.

He was the youngest of four children. Darla, the oldest, was born in 1941, and Janice came along eleven months later. Duane, the oldest son, was born fourteen months after Janice. After those three children in twenty-five months, there was a four-year gap between Duane and Thurman.

When Thurman was four, the Munsons moved as tenants to a farm in Randolph, a half hour east. When he was eight, they moved to the city of Canton, a half hour south. When Thurman was in second grade, the family moved to 2015 Frazer Avenue NW, between Nineteenth and Twenty-first streets. Canton, the state's eighth largest city, would always remain Thurman's hometown, even after fame and fortune would come his way. He was comfortable and well respected there, partly from his Yankee fame but also from his schoolboy fame, when he was one of the best athletes the town would ever see.

The Frazer Avenue home was a modest two-story home (plus an attic) with a gable roof and bevel siding, and a homey, brick-bordered front porch. There was a side entrance, and about thirty feet of front lawn along the modestly trafficked street. The houses on the block were set close to one another, and represented a comfortable standard of living for a working-class family.

"We moved around quite a bit," Duane Munson recalls. "Thurm was probably too young to remember much of those years, and sometimes they're pretty vague on me too. We were very active kids and got into our share of trouble, but nothing very serious. When Dad did find out that we were bad, he let us know it with his leather belt.

"We lived on Ido Avenue in Akron, and that would have been where Thurm was born. I vaguely remember my grandfather and my mother having polio or having had polio, but beyond that, Akron is a blur."

"When I finished my chores, I'd play ball mostly," said Thurman. "I loved to play and I'd come home at night where my collie, Fritzy, was waiting for me.

"I started playing as a kid and I was 'littler' than most. This may sound corny, but I remember seeing a lot of horses back in Ohio and baseball reminded me of a stallion just running free. There was a freedom to the game. No matter what your problems were and what you had on your mind, when you played baseball you forgot about it."

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  • Posted February 17, 2013

    Being named a Yankees Captain is one of the greatest honors in a

    Being named a Yankees Captain is one of the greatest honors in all of professional sports, with Baseball Almanac listing 13 in the last 110 years, and Thurman Munson was one of the greatest of the great Captains (Baseball Almanac, 2013). His exploits led to his being named a Captain of the New York Yankees in 1976, the first Captain since the passing of the legendary Lou Gehrig nearly 35 years earlier. An MVP award, a career .373 World Series average and the love and adoration of nearly every New York Yankees fan alive all contributed to a legend larger than life that is chronicled so well in this book. 
    Marty Appel originally interviewed Thurman Munson multiple times, spanning over 12 hours from 1977-1978, chronicling the interview in Thurman Munson: An Autobiography, which was sold in the late 1970s and early 1980s. However, he felt there was something missing in the original autobiography as it did not delve deeply into the person behind the plate, it was more focused on the baseball player and who he was at the time. The Life and Death of a Yankee Captain: Munson, goes much further into detail about the upbringing and contributing factors behind the surly and determined façade we were presented with as Yankees fans adoring Thurman Munson (Appel, 2009). 
    We are treated to stories from his youth, educating the reader on the nuances of his early childhood life and the characteristics of a driven youth that translated so well to his MVP career with the New York Yankees. We learn of how he relentlessly studied every sport he ever participated in, wanting nothing to do with losing. There is extensive interviews with childhood friends detailing the stories you won’t see in the New York Post and other papers of it’s ilk, showing us how he dominated basketball, football and baseball leagues, moving positions to create better opportunities for the team. It was this team-first attitude that drove him to greatness and Marty Appel catches the heartwarming as well as the funny stories that draw us in closer to the man behind the plate.
    Since Appel was the Yankees PR director from 1973-1977, we are treated to wonderful insight covering Thurman Munson’s MVP years and what led to the three straight World Series trips the Yankees made from 1976-1978, with Thurman Munson chief in the mix. His intimacy with Munson and position in the franchise also allowed him unparalleled access to what led to Thurman Munson wanting to fly his own plane and travel home at every opportunity. This desire to be the family man every great father wants to be is laid out for the reader in such amazing detail that I felt like I knew Thurman Munson after reading this book, even though it had been more than 30 years since the man graced this earth with his presence. 
    Finally, after Appel endears this warrior, family man and baseball hero to you, he takes him away in a tragic ending. I was too young to ever see Thurman Munson play baseball, but I have heard whispers of his greatness from my father. This book, however, made me feel as if I could see Thurman Munson hitting a home run in the World Series, it made the tension in the Yankees clubhouse palpable and the tenderness he felt for his wife and children moved me. The ending of this book takes the man from your heart after Appel so deftly inserts him into it with his writing and the tender backstory of the legend. Appel also tries to give you closure on the next page by giving you the technical details of the crash that took this man from the hands of this world, details that were not there when we learned of his passing in 1979, but help spread a salve on what is a tragic wound in the hearts of Yankees fans everywhere. 
    If you want to read a book telling you about how modern athletes are pampered and bad role models, this book will give you that perspective as it shows you how a man should live his life. Thurman Munson put his family before his career, never struggled with that choice and worked diligently to ensure he earned every penny that came his way, every hug from his children and every tear that you will shed by reading this book. 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 28, 2011

    Christmas Gift for Yankee Fan Dad!!

    He was so excited when he opened up this book!! He said its a must read for Yankee fans!

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  • Posted July 13, 2010

    For the love of this Yankee

    My husband Andrew was born in Brooklyn.He LOVES the New York Yankees so much so that now I know more names of past Yankees then I do of my team the O's. Yes thats right our teams hate each other. Not as bad as the red sox but... were married so it is fun to get on each other teams not that it is hard with my team we suck!!! Anyway my husband was born in 1966 and his hero as a boy was the great and the only really Yankee in his eye Thurman Munson. So I read about this book coming out and just had to get it for him I was on a damn waiting list from my home town book store all I have to say is love being a member of Barnes and Noble.Anyway he and I both read the book. We both cried and laughted and really really loved this book. Knowing more about Munson home life and what he went though as a boy,husband,and father made you understand him more. It is to sad he died so young he would have been a great manger of the New York Yankees. O just got a call from my husband just heard the big man died Gergoge Steinbreener died very weird I was writting this when that happen. From what I got from the book Munson just wanted to play ball and he thought George got in the way sometime, they both wanted the Yankees to be the best I think both would be very proud of the team and this book. Also dont tell my Husband I said anything nice about the Yankees he will never let me live it down. This is a great read and if you are a true sports fan,baseball fan or even like the Yankees you should read this book.

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  • Posted December 20, 2009

    Kleenex needed when reading.....

    What a great story teller Marty Appel is I could not put this book down....It makes you miss ..Munson even more...and what his life could have been...this book is great gift for yankee fans and especially all those Munson fans and there are many.....

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  • Posted November 20, 2009

    What an extraordinary book! Marty Appel handled the life and death of Thurman Munson with class and dignity.

    Appel held nothing back when it came to the multiple relationships that Munson had: his wife and kids, the boss, his teamates and his family. Munson could have clearly self-destructed had his father been around any more. What a horrible, despicable man he was! All the stories that the many people who knew Thurman over his life were woven throughout the book brilliantly. Bottom line: Thurman Munson was a good man, a great family man, and a baseball player worthy of induction into the Hall of Fame.

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  • Posted October 26, 2009

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    A Great Read in the Year of the Yankee

    With the opening of the new Yankee Stadium and the return of the team to the Fall Classic, it is fitting this book came out this year. #15 will always be held close to the heart of Yankee fans from the '70's much as #3 is revered by NASCAR fans. He represented the true Yankee; blue collar baseball.
    This book is a well written tribute to an iconic player and someone who left us too soon. In case you didn't know it- Thurman hit the first home run at "new" Yankee Stadium when it reopened after being refurbished. This would be a great gift for any baseball fan from the '70's and a great read for anyone who loves the game.

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  • Posted September 27, 2009

    if you love the Yankees..... if you are a big fan

    Thurman Munson's story can be interesting at times. Not inspiring, but an easy summer read. Not highly recommended unless you just HAVE to know details of the story.

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  • Posted September 12, 2009

    MUNSON Delivers an enjoyable reading experience.

    I found The "MUNSON" book very enjoyable. It gave me many insights into the back ground and makeup of this Yankee legend. It kept me interested from page to page. Details about his growing up in Ohio in a not so perfect home were compelling. His love of family was emphasised and his relationships with his teammates revealed more then what the general press had reported. I would recommend this book to anyone who loves sports and a great story.

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  • Posted September 12, 2009

    Touching

    bery good book, with only problem is writers tend to exagerate the importance of writers and journalist and reporters in thier books and this is another example. Even though you know the story you will find a tear on your cheek at the end.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 29, 2009

    Much deeper than the autobiography

    Marty Appel gives a much fuller account of the life of my favorite Yankee player--particularly his upbringing and strained relationship with his father. A treat for any baseball fan.

    My only gripe is that Appel tends to repeat facts/anecdotes. Much the same as his style in Now Pitching for the Yankees.

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  • Posted August 22, 2009

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    Munson

    A must read for any Yankee fan of the 70's and 80's - Munson was to Yankee fans what John Lennon was to music fans

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  • Posted August 16, 2009

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    Well written, outstanding, informative.

    Marty Appel has put together not only a very entertaining, interesting biography, but also a very conclusive writing of the tragic accident. I grew up a huge Mickey Mantle fan, however, due to my young age and lack of coverage of baseball games back in the 50's, I wasn't a first-hand witness to his career as I was with Munson's. Being the same age, 62, I was able to relate better to the stages of his career and life. In today's world of multi-million dollar free agent signings, we could use a player of Munson's 'throwback to the old-fashioned work ethic' that seems to be lost. On August 2nd, 1979, the career of a great Yankee ended. It wasn't until I read this new book that I finally got closure of the actual accident and aftermath. I once met the author when he worked for the Yankees. He's a no-nonsence man with great integrity and this comes through in the book. Just possibly the best Yankee book I've read, and I've read hundreds.

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