Imperfect: An Improbable Life [Audiobook, Unabridged] [Audio CD]

I am somewhat prejudiced in writing this review because Jim Abbot once wrote a letter to my son, Sam. Sam was born with a handicapped arm and hand. When he was in grade school, the school guidance counselor contacted Jim Abbot and asked him if he would write my son a letter. Jim did. And it was not just a form letter of some kind; it was a personal letter to Sam. My son was very impressed that a major league baseball player would write to him. He could relate to what Jim told him because he and Jim had similar handicaps. Anyway, to keep a short story short, Sam was very excited and inspired that Jim wrote to him.

So what does that have to do with the book? Well, nothing, I guess, other than to point out what type of man Jim is. But anyway, back to the book. To sum it up, this is a well-written, interesting, and inspiring story of a man who didn't give up.

Like all of us Jim had his ups and downs, both before he became a major league player and during the times he was one. At one point in his career the big league basically gave up on him. But he didn't give up, and he came back to pitch again. That is what is inspiring. The guy just didn't give up. And because of my son, I know what Jim means when he talks about hiding his hand in his pocket. I know it is not easy being someone who is different than others. However, really Jim, why pick on the Cleveland Indians when pitching that no-hitter? Man, we have enough sports problems in northeast Ohio without something like that. That's right, I'm a Cleveland sports fan. That isn't easy you know.

It was interesting to read it was not until he reached the major leagues that Jim felt as if he were finally judged just as an athlete instead of the "pitcher with one hand," because it took until then before his missing hand came secondary to his wins vs. losses record. Because of my son, it is even more interesting to read of Jim's childhood and how other kids related to him. I know as a parent what it is like to see the sadness on my son's face when he overheard a comment or saw a mime action, or saw the stares of those looking at his arm. I know what it is like to have a son that wants to hide his hand in his pocket or who wears long sleeves shirts all summer so no one can see his arm and hand. So I can relate to how Jim's parent's felt, and I can somewhat understand what Jim went through because my son is going through the same thing. But this brings me to another situation where Jim was not judged by his number of hands. I know when he wrote my son a letter, my son didn't care whether Jim had one hand or five; all he knew was that a major league athlete took the time from his busy schedule to write him a personal letter of encouragement. And instead of sadness in his eyes, my son had a glint of joy, just because someone cared enough to do something nice. One hand, two hands; it didn't really matter.

Anyway, the book is enjoyable to read. It is well-written. It never gets dull. I like the way the book was divided up in telling the story (which you will understand once you read the book). This is an inspiring book for anyone to read, but probably even better for those who have children with handicaps to give to them to read.

I would recommend this book to everyone. And, by the way, my son Sam still has that letter Jim wrote him (and the picture). Sam is in high school now. He received the letter when he was in grade school. Jim Abbott's baseball career is impressive, but it is what he has done afterwards that is of greater importance. Jim Abbot is an inspiration to others. And that is why I like this book, not because he was a major league baseball player, but because he uses his gifts to help others. And, frankly, I like stories that inspire. There are too few of them.

And thank you Jim Abbott for giving my son a day that made him smile when he received that letter. It meant a lot to him. And it meant even more to me. Still does.

When I was little and I finished a book I had loved, I would hug it to me.

I haven't done that for years, decades.

I hugged this book.

I have always been intrigued by Jim Abbott and was pleased when he played briefly for my beloved White Sox. It is amazing to me, as to so many others, that he could become a one-handed Major League pitcher.

It wasn't until I read this book that I realized - and it seems so obvious now - that Jim Abbott wanted more than anything not to be known as the one-handed guy. He just wanted to play baseball.

He is so unstinting in telling his story. He grew up in Flint, Michigan, where times were tough and sports were everywhere. His family life was complicated. He knew from a very young age that he loved baseball, and he worked hard to become a baseball player. Along the way he attended the University of Michigan which had always been his dream; played for the U.S. Baseball team and won a gold medal at the Olympics in Seoul; played for several major and minor league baseball teams; and on September 3, 1993, he threw a no-hitter at Yankee Stadium. And then there were the children. He always found time for the challenged children and their families who looked up to him.

Jim Abbott is incredibly humble and repeatedly thanks the people who have supported him throughout his life, from his dad who wrote him a note that said "Proud of you, son," to his teammates and coaches, to the teacher who taught him how to tie his shoes. Jim Abbott walked away from Major League Baseball when he was just 31 years old.

So now you know the plot of this book. You need to read it yourself to find out how beautifully written it is. The writing team of Jim Abbott and Tim Brown (a Yahoo! Sports baseball columnist) is simply magical. The story itself is in many respects a pretty routine tale of a journeyman baseball player, but it is written with such dignity, such humanity, and occasional sly humor. His description of Lance Parrish's athletic cup is probably worth the price of the book.

Just for good measure, there are insights into the mind and methods of Abbott's agent, the notorious Scott Boras, and also accounts of his relationship with a rather quirky sports psychologist by the name of Harvey Dorfman. Abbott's Major League career had more downs than ups. The challenges he faced, at least the ones he writes about, were definitely mental rather than physical, and Dorfman really had Abbott's number. It is so cool to read about.

I have tried to hold myself back from gushing about this book. Gushy reviews aren't very useful when you're trying to decide whether to invest time in reading a book. This is a book about a unique and exceptional human being. There's a lot of baseball in it but it's not too technical. There's also a lot of psychology in it. So if you're interested in a really neat guy telling his story, the baseball detail will not be overwhelming. If you love baseball, the details of the no-hitter (each inning pitched is its own chapter interspersed through the narrative of his life story), there is plenty of baseball to geek out on.

I can't imagine a better way to observe the start of spring training than by reading this wonderful book. This is a guy you want to read about. He doesn't pull any punches, he is honest and thoughtful. I hope this isn't the only book this pair ever writes. I wouldn't mind reading about the 13 years since Abbott retired. He has a very special voice and I am so glad to have found this book.

When Jim Abbott made the California Angels opening day roster, it made a great feel good story on the sports networks and national news shows. However, there was so much more to the story of this pitcher. In "Imperfect", Abbott reflects on that life fom his birth to his final days in the big leagues.

To his chagrin, many know Jim Abbot as the "one-handed pitcher". Giving this label trivializes his life's work including throwing the 234th no-hitter in major league history. Focusing on the number of hands neglects his professional abilities. Even as some might see the disability as a burden, Abbott notes that it might have given him the ultimate drive for his success. In turn, the book is so much more than a book about a "one-handed pitcher".

The chapters of the book alternate between the innings of Abbott's no-hitter and his growth from birth to his major league career. The book climaxes with the final out of his best game. Abbott credits his parents for not allowing him to feel sorry for himself. But further credit goes to fellow players and many others along his path. Abbott is also refreshingly honest and humble about his career. Known as a kind person, this trait is particularly refreshing in a professional athlete.

Being an avid follower of baseball during the years of Abbott's career, I enjoyed reliving many of these baseball moments. It was certainly fun to revisit many names I had forgotten. It was even better to be inspired and entertained by this book.