They call me Walloper because I''m no ordinary hitter.
Or at least that used to be the case. Now I couldn''t hit a beach ball and my batting average is going down faster than the Titanic. With the pennant on the line, I''ve got a slump cloud over my head so big it''s being covered by the Weather Channel. The forecast is grim, but I hope there''s one big swing left in my bat so the Rambletown Rounders can win the pennant and I can end this historic drought.
Kevin Markey''s debut novel is a hilarious tall tale of baseball action and high jinks that will have fans reveling in every trip around the pages.
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