Minor League baseball is not like major league baseball or any other kind of baseball. It is nothing but fun. This book chronicles two years in the life of the St. Paul, Minnesota Saints. It's full of wonderful vignettes and stories and unforgettable characters. If you've never been to a minor league baseball game, go to one. I promise you'll have fun and cheap fun. ( )

This is quite possibly the whiniest writing I have ever read! The author seems to have so many axes to grind! During the first 50 pages he writes repeatedly about his hostility toward Rolling Stone magazine and its head chief, Jann Wenner. Geez man, we get it!
And even in the part I was most into, about Ila Borders, the first woman to ever win a game in a men's professional baseball game, the author still manages to whine. His childish remarks about a columnist's weight problem totally distract from the point he is trying to make. Talk about "spewing sour grapes"! If the author could have taken the huge chip on his shoulder out of his writing, this could have been quite a story. Yeesh! ( )

SPOILER?
I think Karlen is a really bad writer, technically. His grammar isn't good & I don't think he knows what some words mean. Although, the only absolutely incomprehensible sentence was in a quotation from somebody else. The book is very repetitive. He is very self-focused and it sure gets old fast, who cares about this guy anyway?

But there are fun vignettes, and I enjoyed reading about some of the players.

Clearly an editor would have made a big difference. I have no idea how many of his facts are true. At one point he referred to William H. Gass as an author who fled the Midwest for the Coast (and I don't think he meant either the Coast of the Wabash or the Coast of the Mississippi River.

Another book about the founding of the Northern League in 1994, and at least as funny as the others. Good stuff. ( )