I don't understand anything about baseball.
I just know that there's someone who throws a ball and another one who tries to hit it with a bat. Behind the guy with a bat there's a third man with a helmet. And that's all, of course, ignoring that there are members of two teams in the pitch with those typical baseball caps.
I don't understand anyting about baseball, yes.
Well, this novel speaks about the adventures of a baseball ball, a famous one.
All the owners of the precious ball are like the cracks of the bat during a baseball match: similar and different at the same time. Each of them is like a part of this american mosaic called Underworld.