3.5 stars
This is definitely the Year of KD Casey for me, because of her beautiful writing, sensitive characterization, exquisite sexual tension and how she makes inside baseball (literally) appealing to those who are typically uninterested in sportsball (like me).
All this was on display in this book, which is about a 25yo rookie, Jamie DeLuca, and a near-decrepit elderly pitcher, Mack (age 36), who's in the last-chance saloon after being picked up by the Miami Swordfish, DeLuca's team. We very soon learn that Jamie used to get himself off to Mack's poster when he was a teenage fanboy and is still suffering from a case of hero worship, but that doesn't dissuade Mack from feeling a powerful attraction to Jamie.
This slight squickishness is addressed throughout the book reasonably well, but overall, it felt a little too much like insta-love for what I'm used to with KD Casey. I also didn't feel the chemistry as much as in her other books, possibly because there was so much emphasis on Jamie's youngness and Mack's elderliness (hahaha ), even though there was only 10 years between them.
I can only gather that KD Casey is very young, because no 36yo looks askance at someone for using one of those newfangled "apps," but I acknowledge that in the baseball world, 36 is getting up there (currently, the oldest MLB player is 41). It still made this 46yo laugh and laugh.
Things pick up in the second half in all respects and I finished the book having bought into Mack and Jamie's love story.
This is a standalone novel, but characters from her brilliant Unwritten Rules series, namely John Gordon and Zach Glasser of the Oakland Elephants, make cameos, which was nice.