Full disclosure: I'm not a baseball fan. I haven't thought much about the sport since my teenage years when I played softball in the local "Missy League" and used to hang out at the stadium of the Minor League Scranton/Wilkes-Barre Red Barrons (now called the RailRiders), mostly for the sake of meeting boys. However, I know enough about it to understand the excitement and tension of the game that the author adeptly described. And, I do love learning about new things when I read. Now I know more about the history of the game of baseball, including the various different rules and standards in play in the late 1800's.
Where I think this book fell just short of hitting it out of the park (one and only baseball pun in this review, I promise!) was how the narrator kept hammering away at the "I am so ordinary" theme. I understood it in the beginning, where it served the purpose of creating a contrast between his normal life and the very other-than-normal events that happened to him. But after that, I felt it became too overused and pedantic.
I loved the author's treatment of the character Iona. She stood out as a character with depth and intelligence beyond her years, while still being a fun teenage girl. And her father, the protagonist, was in constant respectful awe of her. That was refreshing and lovely. I just stopped myself from using a metaphor about it being like the the scent of freshly mowed outfield grass. You see? No more baseball puns, just like I promised.
The writing itself was quite good. His voice was well established early on and had a good momentum as it carried through both everyday life, the baseball moments, and the possibly supernatural events. When Iona's essays were featured, they had their own distinctly different feel and tone and yet there was enough of an underlying similarity that they were believably the work of the narrator's daughter. I also enjoyed the author's treatment of the concept of the passage of time. He was able to tap into the rhythm of a baseball game, the innings, the time spent at bat, the time that a ball spent careening from a bat to a glove, and used it to stitch connections with the passage of time in the daily life of a family, in the changes in a marriage, in the growing up of a daughter.
It was a good read overall! I would recommend it to my baseball fan friends and those who enjoy family themes as well.