San Francisco Bay Blackhawks was a professional soccer team which came into existence in 1989 as a team in the Western Soccer League (WSL). The Blackhawks spent time in the American Professional Soccer League (APSL) and the United States Interregional Soccer League (USISL). In 1993, the team competed in USISL as the San Jose Hawks, but left organized competition at the end of the season.
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—Edmund White (b. 1940)
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—Merle Colby, U.S. public relief program (1935-1943)
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—Ben Hecht (18931964)
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—Norman Mailer (b. 1923)