For years I had wondered how to find a copy of this book that I immensely enjoyed as a kid. Thanks to the wonders of the internet I was able to get a copy.

Originally published in 1953, it was reprinted in 2006 for some reason.

I can still remember that old-book smell from it (along with all the freedom that came with that school’s tiny library).

It’s the story a very short big city kid who loves basketball and moved to a small town, finding success playing the sport he loves.

(I never felt like I was up against the world as a kid. I wasn’t popular and that really bugged me as a teen but all the popular boys turned out to be gigantic losers as adults)

I hadn’t read this book in at least 43 years when I was in Grade 6. Reading it, memories came back of parts of the story and even dialogue.

I am not a nostalgic person so please believe me when I say I was not expecting emotions to come rushing back reading the struggles of a 5’2” kid who just wanted to be good at basketball but already was a better person at life.