Synopsis
This comic novel is the fictional diary of Maurice "Slo-Mo" Finsternick, who is 7 feet 8 inches tall and the youngest player ever in the N.B.A.
| Details | | Publication Date: | 1999-11-01 |
| Size | | Length: | 293 pages | | Height: | 9.8 in | | Width: | 6.0 in | | Thickness: | 1.0 in | | Weight: | 18.4 oz |
Publisher's Note
7' 8" Maurice "Slo Mo" Finsternick knew nothing about the NBA growing up in a bizarre cave dwelling cult in Colorado. Shunned by his shorter peers, he spent lonely days at the cult compost heap tossing a found basketball through a wire hoop. And he never missed. Tricked into playing for the local Catholic school, Most Virgin Lady, shy, sheltered, rather dim Maurice accidentally jumps to the NBA and become the hottest sports icon in the country. In this dead-on hilarious parody of big-time sports, we read the "autobiography" of SIo Mo and watch as he learns how a big-time athlete is supposed to act. Kind, truthful, polite and self-effacing, at first SIo Mo, who "could not introduce sexual tension in a relationship with a bowl of whip cream and a leather dog collar, " is bewildered by the attentions of Shoshana "Jinx" Smith, the groupie with the world's worst condoms. When the veterans on the Nets play the old "steal the uniform" gag on him, he plays in the janitor's outfit and scores forty-five points, thereby creating a new fashion craze on the streets. Surrounded by an obligatory entourage of people he doesn't know and teammates such as Woody Relnar, who is obsessed with "thinking off" (achieving orgasm with no contact), forced to do McDonald's commercials even though he is a vegetarian, SIo Mo begins to lose his innocence. And then his jump shot. Nothing is sacred in this brilliant send-up of all that annoys in pro sports. Rick Reilly takes on shoe-company vultures, egomanical athletes, zen-spouting coaches, rapacious and corrupt college recruiters, dumb-slob sportswriter, conniving groupies, sleazeball agents, and mindless fans. Reilly shows once again why he is the funniest, andbest, sportswriter in America.
Industry Reviews
"[T]he pages pass fleetly....Reilly's wit and puns keep you diverted, though he frequently misfires with gags that should've been retired at Milton Berle's bris."
Tannenbaum
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