Sadly, this book was not as awesome or fun as anticipated. Wilker's life doesn't seem eventful enough to merit an entire memoir, and the intriguing gimmick of using baseball cards to tie into events from his childhood isn't always pulled off successfully and sometimes is downright clumsy. I may have better appreciated the book if I was a little bit older and recognized more than a handful of the players on the cards. I did enjoy Wilker's descriptive writing about baseball that clearly demonstrates how much he loves the sport as well as the way that he provides some insight and amusing observations about the cards and the players.

This book was fantastic. I've read plenty of various peoples' memoirs, and his guy told his story in such a unique way. Wilker is great at conveying the attachment a child has to his or her favorite toys or collection, and he uses that attachment to tell the reader about his life, from childhood to marriage.

The chapters are short, which makes it extremely easy to say, "Oh, just one more chapter", which, in turn, makes it very easy to ready this book quickly.