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“It is the same game that Moonlight Graham played in 1905. It is a living part of history, like calico dresses, stone crockery, and threshing crews eating at outdoor tables. It continually reminds us of what was, like an Indian-head penny in a handful of new coins.”

Quote by W. P. Kinsella

Work

Shoeless Joe

Shoeless Joe is a fictional narrative that intertwines the life of Joe Jackson, a real-life baseball player, with a fictional account of his journey and the infamous Black Sox Scandal. The novel is set against the backdrop of the early 20th century and examines the complexities of the scandal, its implications for the sport, and the personal consequences faced by Jackson. The story is a blend of fact and fiction, offering readers a nuanced look at the historical events and their enduring legacy. more

Author

W. P. Kinsella
W. P. Kinsella

W. P. Kinsella was a Canadian novelist whose works often explored themes of baseball and small-town life. His most famous novel, 'Shoeless Joe', was adapted into the film 'Field of Dreams'. more

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