My First Boxing Coach
ROLLIE An Old Palooka Who Can Teach You A Thing Or Two Published May 03. 2009 By Kenton Robinson Day Staff Writer New London At 79, HE'S GOT A BAD RIGHT HIP, A BUM LEFT shoulder, and broken fingers on each hand have healed to point in a different direction. "I had five nose operations," he says. "See this here?" He flattens his nose on his face. "I got no bone." Still, on any given weekday afternoon, Rollie Pier, dressed in gray sweats, a white towel flung over his shoulder, can be found in the Bank Street gym of Team Strike Zone and Whaling City Boxing, teaching young fighters all that he knows about the sweet science. "Rollie?" says Raymond "Coach Ray" Hodges Jr., who works with kids at the gym. "He's forgotten more than most people ever know: Life, boxing, you name it, man, the guy's a walking dictionary." "I'm active in the gym," Pier says. "If I di...