Even if you're not a baseball fan, I challenge you not to get wrapped up in this one.
Gil Renard is a baseball fanatic. His object of obsession? Slumping Sox star Bobby Rayburn. This novel is an interesting profile of life in the spotlight, and Rayburn could very easily be any major leaguer playing today. I just hope there aren't a whole lot of Gil Renards out there.
Watching this guy slowly come apart at the seams is reason alone for reading this. At one point, it's actually hilarious. My only knock is I found it a tad predictable. No matter, though.
It's a fun read, check it out.