This was a very cute, very decent sports romance…That said, this about sums it up beyond that:
In other words, by next week, I fully expect to have forgotten practically everything about this book, with the exception of two things that really
irkedstuck out to me:
1) As I said in a status update, one of the main characters here, Marlene, watches The Price is Right (every day apparently). For those who don’t know what that is, it’s a famous, long running game show that films on the west coast of the US. And I used to watch it every single day when off school during the summer.
However, in one scene of this book, Bob Barker is mentioned as being on screen. Which is great… Except Bob Barker hasn’t hosted the show since 2007. So either they were watching taped re-runs or Drew Carrey (the current host) has suddenly morphed into a 92-year old man who cares about the spay and neutering of the pet population.
Another thing? At one point, the credits of the show are supposedly rolling and immediately after it’s mentioned as being 1pm or something…
Except, whelp, the Price is Right films in LA. And airs at 10am. Meaning it would be over at 11am and not 1pm.
Re-runs? Perhaps. Taped previously? Perhaps. Still took me out of story? Indeed.
2) Two of the characters have a conversation about how one of them thinks it’s lame that they have “bi-weeks” in the NFL.
Well, if they are referring to when a football team has on off-week, namely during play-off season – which IS what they are referring to here – then it is BYE-WEEK. Not a “bi-week…”
“Each NFL team has one “bye week” during a normal season; this is placed on the team’s schedule between Week 4 and Week 12. The NFL has used the bye week since 1990 so as to extend the 16-game regular season schedule to span 17 weeks. The 1993 NFL season spanned 18 weeks with each team having 2 bye weeks.”
Now, are both of these things completely unimportant to the story line?
But did these things still annoy me?
And here’s why.
When simple, seemingly meaningless details like these are jacked the fuck up in a story, it takes me out of the story…and makes me start wondering what the fuck else is jacked the fuck up.
It makes the story feel unreliable to me. Especially when that story isn’t meant to be tongue in cheek.
Does this make me a picky bitch.
But you know what?
Other than those things, I DID enjoy the story well enough.
Brody was a great H and I really liked him. I also liked Delilah.
I could have done without the whole love triangle aspect that popped up in this too, but regardless. If you are looking for a super decent, safe sports read, this is a good bet.