Back in the Game
packs a solid punch – it’s full of awkward and endearing humanity – with its
straight-ahead style and character-driven plot. How some authors work so much
believability and sympathy in a slim volume is completely beyond me. This book
oddly shares an impressive heart, and a comfortable, reasonable approach to
life that belies the desperation of some of its characters.
Stanley Mercer, a former pro ballplayer, has come home to
America from France, where he was trying unsuccessfully to find funding for a
barnstorming baseball tour. His influential brother secures him a teaching job
at an elementary school in Iowa, and Stanley finds himself trying to make sense
of it all. He scarcely believes it. Not one to dwell too much dashed dreams, he
discharges his new responsibilities reasonably well, making a pretty good
teacher for the year, particularly since he never quite got his bachelor’s
degree. He becomes involved with one or
two families during the year, and one of them, the Rawlingses, is headed by
Reggie, who is unfortunately a meth addict. As always, addicts are
unpredictable while high, and Stanley has to deal with the raging Reggie, who
may or may not know the extent of Stanley’s involvement with his wife, Amy.
Mr. Holdefer constructs his tale with his protagonist’s
point of view once removed from the action that propels the story. His
first-person narration captures for us the fairly routine events of the young
teacher’s life, but the characters he encounters provide the drama and
narrative energy. Through it all, we the lucky readers are treated to pitch-perfect
portrayals of resilient small-town Iowans. As Stanley makes his way, the meth
plague rears its ugly head, and the large local hog operation sustains an
emergency hazardous spill. Events, never under Stanley’s control to begin with,
spiral even further outside his ambit: his supposed girlfriend, half a day away
in Chicago, may or may not have plans that include him. The local woman he
dallies with turns out to be an adversary as events unfold, largely because her
daughter is in Stanley’s class, and her husband is the meth addict.
I recommend this book to readers of literate fiction for its
unique structure, for its finely-observed humanity, and for its big heart.
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