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Chargement... The Southpaw (1953)par Mark Harris, Henry W Wiggen
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Inscrivez-vous à LibraryThing pour découvrir si vous aimerez ce livre Actuellement, il n'y a pas de discussions au sujet de ce livre. I was interested in whether this 1953 novel would hold up. For a few pages, it seemed that the perhaps overly naive first-person narration would not -- there's a lot of Huck Finn in Henry Wiggens, perhaps too much and unrealistically so. But that feeling passed, and though I thought there a bit too much describing of individual baseball games, a lot of the little themes of the book are treated with subtlety -- or at least without Wiggens being too heavy-handed about them (issues such as those of race, class, and the place of a ballplayer as an employee and as a celebrity). The novel remains one the the best baseball novels, and still rewards reading. Mark Harris's four-book series about Henry Wiggen is widely regarded as the best modern baseball fiction, and for good reason. Henry Wiggen, the narrator, is a talented bush-league southpaw with confidence, love of the game, and poor grammar. His talent takes him far, and he finds himself in the starting rotation of the fictitious New York Mammoths. At first, he thinks that the baseball world and he himself are everything he thought they'd be, but as he grows and matures he experiences a number of reality checks. From politics within the organization to encountering racism towards his African-American teammate to becoming a man that his father, his girl, and he can be proud of, Henry experiences all of the usual growing pains on the mound of a baseball field. In the end, he becomes a left-handed hero who gets his girl and writes a book about his journey. Henry Wiggen is the salt of the earth; though not book-smart, he's savvy, charming, and knowledgeable. Once you enter his world, it's difficult to leave, and you finish the book happily aware of the fact that there are three more to come. aucune critique | ajouter une critique
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The Southpaw is a story about coming of age in America by way of the baseball diamond. Lefthander Henry Wiggen, six feet three, a hundred ninety-five pounds, and the greatest pitcher going, grows to manhood in a right-handed world. From his small-town beginnings to the top of the game, Henry finds out how hard it is to please his coach, his girl, and the sports page--and himself, too--all at once. Written in Henry's own words, this exuberant, funny novel follows his eccentric course from bush league to the World Series. Although Mark Harris loves and writes tellingly about the pleasures of baseball, his primary subject has always been the human condition and the shifts of mortal men and women as they try to understand and survive what life has dealt them. This new Bison Books edition celebrates the fiftieth anniversary of the publication of The Southpaw. In his introduction to this edition, Mark Harris discusses the genesis of the novel in his own life experience. Also available in Bison Books editions are The Southpaw, It Looked Like For Ever, and A Ticket for a Seamstitch, the other three volumes in the Henry Wiggen series. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Henry Wiggen is a left handed pitcher reflecting on his career in baseball. Although Henry is obsessed with the game from the very beginning there is a real defining moment when, at sixteen, he replaces his father on the mound during a game against the Clowns. After that, he tries out and is subsequently signed to play for the New York Mammoths. During spring training in Florida Henry learns what its like to be a ballplayer in the big time - competition, women, egos. The only "criticism" I have of the book is that one must love baseball in order to really love The Southpaw. There is a lot of play by play action that can get a little tedious at times. ( )