Playing for Blood is like a hybrid golf club, combining a number of features. It is a mystery, detective story and golf adventure, wrapped around a search for buried treasure. Mack Thomas and Sal Cascio, a couple of retired teachers who have set up shop as private investigators, have taken on a case that winds up in a life-threatening situation involving ambitious politicians and Colombian drug smugglers.
The equivalent of an elderly man telling me a story of an epic adventure he had. The amount of side tangents that could have been discarded in this already relatively short story is fascinatingly high. I take it the author was also a retired history teacher, because he goes on a lot of history related side tangents that, while at times a little interesting, serve nothing for the story at hand. Also the continued characters given full names when only mentions a couple of times max is insane. When you introduce a character at the tail end of the story, you've made a flawed story.