The 1960 baseball season is shaping up to be the worst year of Eddie O'Leary's life. He can't
manage to hit the ball his new teammates hate him he's living out of a suitcase and he's
homesick. When the team's owner orders him to give a bunch of interviews to some snobby
reporter he's ready to call it quits. He can barely manage to behave himself for the length of
a game let alone an entire season. But he's already on thin ice so he has no choice but to
agree. Mark Bailey is not a sports reporter. He writes for the arts page and these days he's
barely even managing to do that much. He's had a rough year and just wants to be left alone in
his too-empty apartment mourning a partner he'd never been able to be public about. The last
thing he needs is to spend a season writing about New York's obnoxious new shortstop in a stunt
to get the struggling newspaper more readers. Isolated together within the crush of an
anonymous city these two lonely souls orbit each other as they slowly give in to the
inevitable gravity of their attraction. But Mark has vowed that he'll never be someone's secret
ever again and Eddie can't be out as a professional athlete. It's just them against the world
and they'll both have to decide if that's enough--
