Summer Reading

The Orioles Bird at a game at Camden Yards

The Orioles Bird at a game at Camden Yards

An email from the partner of a friend who shall remain nameless showed up in my home email in-box recently with a list of books on his table ready for his summer reading.  There were a lot of very serious titles – some of which I’ve read and many of which I’ve missed – but the one that caught my eye was War is a Force That Gives Us Meaning by Chris Hedges.  Now I’ve read that book, and I don’t consider it light reading.  In fact, it is pretty depressing.  For while Hedges calls for humility, love, and compassion as the only chance for the human race, he writes of the addiction of war and its unifying force.  When you read this, our chances seem pretty slim.

But that’s NOT why I’m writing about Summer Reading Lists.  There are 9 other months of the year to read books like War is a Force…  Summer reading is different.  Here are three books (two on baseball; one only tangentially on architecture but really on love) I think are great for summer reading.

When I recently saw my friends the Quattlebaums in Andover (I met them a couple of years ago on the wonderful National Trust Black Sea cruise we took on the Sea Cloud), it reminded me of two books on baseball that I’d recommend to anyone.  The first is a new book in 2008 – Anatomy of Baseball – a compilation of essays edited by Lee Gutkind and Andrew Blauner.  As a compilation, the writing here is uneven, but at its best it is great.  The single essay “Oriole Magic” by Elizabeth Bobrick – where a Ph.D. classics student in 1979 discovers that baseball writers are the best in the world and baseball is a sport that endlessly fascinates – is worth the price of the book alone.  Just a couple of examples will have to do.

In her first ever foray into the Sports section of the Baltimore Evening Sun (to avoid studying), Bobrick stumbles across two articles by a writer named Terry Pluto and immediately thinks of the Greek god of wealth and the underworld.  She writes of his second article:

“A rainstorm had forced the game (in Cleveland) to be called, and a melee ensued, during which the home fans tore up the stadium while being chased through mud by the police.  Both constabulary and quarry slipped and fell a good deal.  Pluto said the scene, one ‘worthy of the Keystone Kops,’ played out against a dramatic backdrop:  ‘The sky was filled with lightning.  The rain came down in torrents and Noah could be heard in the background pounding the last few nails into his ark.’

I had never seen reporting like this:  a description of the weather apparently lifted from a Gothic novel followed by an allusion to the Book of Genesis, all in order to take a swipe at the Cleveland fans’ wild behavior and their police force’s ineptitude.  I admired the boldness of the mix, and the broad brushstroke delivery.”

Later in the essay, she quotes Tom Callahan of the Washington Star, whose “sentence structure reminded me of Cicero’s.”  With the O’s one game away from winning the series, Bobrick quotes Callahan and then adds her take on the sentence:

“‘Earl Weaver loudly says HE is to be the star of the Baltimore Orioles, a plain fact that amuses the players at the brink of the World Championship; which annoys them occasionally; which hurts their feelings frequently; which helped them to the brink of the championship undeniably.’  Behold, a one-sentence illustration of what adverbs can do when a professional strikes the keys.”

The book also has great essays on first gloves, a Frank Deford piece on baseball caps, and much more.

The second baseball book that my visit with the Quattlebaums brought to mind is Jim Collins’ wonderful The Last Best League about the Cape Cod Wooden Bat League.  I was reading this book on the Sea Cloud when I met them the first time, and it is simply one of the best baseball books ever.  So imagine my surprise when Ed Quattlebaum tells me that one of his sons is mentioned in the book – the player nicknamed “GQ” because he looks so preppy.  (These wonderful people do teach at Andover!)  And those of you who know me know of my love for our own college wooden bat league here in Maryland – the Cal Ripkin, Sr. Collegiate Baseball League.  I love our new Nationals stadium and it is great having MLB baseball back in Washington, but few things top the pleasure of sitting with 500-700 other fans right on top of the action on a beautiful summer night and cheering for the Bethesda Big Train or the Silver Spring Thunderbolts.  The season just ended, but it was another great one.  If you want to catch the flavor before 2009, read The Last Best League.

Now, for those of you who just can’t abide baseball, you might check out Loving Frank by Nancy Horan.  I’m not a big reader of fiction, but this historical novel based on the love affair between Frank Lloyd Wright and Mamah Borthwick (the wife of one of his clients in Oak Park) really surprises.  It is hard to put down…and that’s all I’ll say about it.

Now I don’t want you to think I’m being totally frivilous during the summer…I did read Barack Obama’s Audacity of Hope  and I’m halfway through Dreams From My Fatherbut really…there will be 9 months out of the year for serious reading.  But come to think of it, what can be more serious than when Elizabeth Bobrick writes that “none of the Birds impressed me so much as first baseman and switch-hitter Eddie Murray.  With the intuitive grasp of an idiot savant, I was drawn to this future Hall of Famer…who was later described as someone who ‘tossed around words like they were $100 bills.'”  In describing how baseball – and Murray – helped lift her from depression, she writes:

“After the ’83 Series, Eddie Murray had uttered a phrase of Roman simplicity and elegance:  ‘Our strength is just being ourselves.’  I taped that sentence over my desk.  I had succeeded in being myself, a self that no longer filled me with the despair I had felt in 1979.”

More to come…

DJB

9 Responses

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  2. […] Wooden Bat League baseball is small-town baseball that is hard to beat.  As I wrote last summer, one of the best baseball books ever is called The Last Best League, a wonderful tale of the Cape […]

  3. […] Reading – 2009 Version Posted on August 13, 2009 by DJB Last August I wrote a blog on summer reading lists, where I opined that summers are for checking out lighter topics than war, death and other such […]

  4. […] me that some of my favorite writing about baseball has been by women.  In the 2008 anthology Anatomy of Baseball, Elizabeth Bobrick’s “Oriole Magic” is worth the price of the book.  (Click on […]

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  7. […] Red Sox collapse:  Red Sox, report to the River Styx at dawn.  After class, I recommended Elizabeth Bobrick’s Oriole Magic, about the classic writing in the Baltimore Evening Sun and the Washington Star during […]

  8. […] Elizabeth Bobrick has made an appearance before in More to Come… when I came across one of my favorite sports essays that isn’t really about sports.  Her Oriole Magic is a terrific piece of writing about a PhD classics student at Johns Hopkins (Bobrick) who stumbles across the endlessly fascinating game of baseball in the midst of a Baltimore Oriole drive to the World Series and – in the process – discovers something about herself.  Our family had the pleasure of meeting Elizabeth and her husband at Wesleyan University, where she is now a classics professor, while the twins were on the college search. We’ve sent an occasional email back-and-forth over time. Elizabeth received her PhD in Classical Studies from Johns Hopkins University. Her work has appeared in Fiction, Salon, Creative Nonfiction, in the anthologies The Anatomy of Baseball and The City as Comedy, and other publications. She has taught at the University of Virginia, the University of Missouri, and Wesleyan University. […]

  9. […] have the opinion that summer reading lists should be light, but that may simply be an excuse to read another […]

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