Henry Wiggen, the bedraggled six-foot-three, 195-pound left-handed pitcher for the New York Mammoths, returns to narrate another novel in his inimitable manner. Wiggen is now thirty-nine, a fading veteran with a floating fastball, a finicky prostate, and other intimations of mortality. Released from the Mammoths after nineteen years, Wiggen is not ready to hang up his glove. Copyright (C) Muze Inc. 2005. For personal use only. All rights reserved.