First of all, it’s not much of a book, size-wise. Normally Stephen King writes these huge brick books, which I love, but Blockade Billy is only a novella, and a small one at that.
Blockade Billy is about a kid from a small town being called up to play baseball for one of the pro teams. He is an amazing baseball player, but he hides a dark secret.
I really wanted to like this book – hell, I always want to love Stephen King’s stuff. As his main character says in ‘Misery’ ‘I am your number one fan!’ But this one really disappoints. If you are not into baseball or, like me, have absolutely no idea about the rules of baseball, don’t even pick it up. If you know and love the game then you will probably also enjoy the book. I suspect that American’s will probably enjoy the book more than us Brits, cause even if you are not a baseball fan you will probably have some idea of the game.
For the first twenty-five pages or so I found myself skim-reading because most of it was about game-play and I just didn’t get it. I’m not a sport person – I don’t watch sport, I don’t play sport, so I certainly don’t want to read about sport!
I also dive into King’s books expecting (and hoping) for a bit of the paranormal to be involved, but in Blockade Billy, and in the short story ‘Morality’, which is included at the end, both stories are essentially just about not very nice people doing horrible things.
Sorry, I’m probably being harsh, cause I’m not a sports fan, but for me this one is a stinker. Definitely not worth £9.99.