"John Kessel - The Franchise" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kessel John) THE FRANCHISE
John Kessel John Kessel writes a regular column on books for The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction and teaches American literature and fiction writing at North Carolina State University. His inventive and erudite short fiction has won him a Nebula Award, a Theodore Sturgeon Memorial Award, and a Locus Award. He is the author of two novels, Freedom Beach (written with James Patrick Kelly) and Good News from Outer Space; he has also published a short-story collection, Meeting in Infinity. About his Nebula Award finalist "The Franchise," he writes: "I had the idea for 'The Franchise' years ago, when I first heard that Fidel Castro was scouted as a pitcher by several major-league baseball teams in 1948. But it didn't get written until I discovered that George Bush was also a superior baseball player, captain of the 1948 Yale squad that made the finals of the college World Series. The resemblance between the Senators and Giants of my story and the real ones of 1959 is purely expedient. "Cynic that I am, sometimes I think the desire to lead a nation is a character flaw. I find George and Fidel fascinating, both admirable and astonishingly obtuse. It was interesting to try to get into their heads; I can't claim any great insight, but this is the closest I'll ever come to either the White House or the majors." Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball. Jacques Barzun ONE When George Herbert Walker Bush strode into the batter's box to face the pitcher they called the Franchise, it was the bottom of the second, and the Senators were already a run behind. But Killebrew had managed a bloop double down the right-field line and two outs later still stood on second in the bright October sunlight, waiting to be driven in. The bleachers were crammed full of restless fans in colorful shirts. Far behind Killebrew, Griffith Stadium's green center-field wall zigzagged to avoid the towering oak in Mrs. Mahan's backyard, lending the stadium its crazy dimensions. They said the only players ever to homer into that tree were Mantle and Ruth. George imagined how the stadium would erupt if he did it, drove the first pitch right out of the old ball yard, putting the Senators ahead in the first game of the 1959 World Series. If wishes were horses, his father had told him more than once, then beggars would ride. |
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