This was a great idea for a book. And I can’t tell you how excited I was when it came in.

I was expecting a lot of, “OMG look at his hair!” and, “Who designed these uniforms? Stevie Wonder?” kind of things (from me, not the author) because I collected baseball cards as a kid and I remember laughing at a lot of them. What I wasn’t expecting was a sad, helpless story. And I hate to minimize someone’s memoir here, but it’s also redundant in places. (Lots of stories about the author being bullied by other kids.) (or at least, it felt like there were a lot of those stories.) (Anyway.)

I did like the book. And there were several, “ha! hair!” moments in it (for me.) I think I like the idea of this book more than the execution of it? But it is in no way the worst memoir I’ve ever read. (That would be you, Allegra Huston.) If you like memoirs and baseball cards I’d recommend you read this.

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