"ye shall be visited by spirits three, one being a necro-thread from 2002"
mine was a brand new '74 tobacco sunburst Stratocaster with a maple neck, I was 16 years old and had been playing a couple years. I was so proud of that shiny hunk o'shite that I turned down a trade for a battered old Fender Telecaster with no name on the headstock and yes, I knew it was a Nocaster. At the time it was just an old guitar.
The sales guy must have seen me coming a mile away and sold me that turd to get it out of his store. The frets were so gooped with poly that it was like trying to play on flypaper. I thought the awful tone was due to my abysmal playing skills. When I sold that guitar to pay medical bills in 1978 the buyer had to get a new neck and 2 new pickups to make it playable. I was like "You can do that?". Seriously, I didn't know you could change parts or even buy them separately.
so yeah, I don't buy into the cache of '70s Fenders worth a sou. Thanks to that piece of crap I stayed away from maple fingerboards for more than 30 years.