A review by verkisto
Southpaw, The Big League Horror Novel by Frank King

2.0

So, this novel isn't terrible. It's not great (it's very tell-y, it has some structural issues, the characterization is a bit thin, and the plot hinges on what lengths some people will go to in order to win a AAA-league baseball season), but it's not as bad as some of the other horror novels I've read from this era. It can't compare to anything by Bernard Taylor or Ken Greenhall, but it's certainly not as bad as anything written by Ron Dee or Robert Devereaux.

If you're thinking, "He's just damning this book with faint praise", then you'd be right. It was a fun aside, but certainly nothing to track down to read. I blame my current obsession with tracking down books from the Paperbacks from Hell era of horror on my having read it at all.