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Game Seven
     

Game Seven

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by Paul Volponi
 

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A fastball of a book by Paul Volponi—an author who knows sports and suspense!

Julio Ramirez Jr. lives in the shadow of his famous father. Not just because Julio Senior is a pitcher for the Miami Marlins and famous for his scorching fastball, but because he defected from Cuba, leaving Julio and his sister and mother branded as the family of a traitor.

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A fastball of a book by Paul Volponi—an author who knows sports and suspense!

Julio Ramirez Jr. lives in the shadow of his famous father. Not just because Julio Senior is a pitcher for the Miami Marlins and famous for his scorching fastball, but because he defected from Cuba, leaving Julio and his sister and mother branded as the family of a traitor. Now sixteen, Julio has dreams of playing shortstop for Cuba's national team--until he's given the opportunity to sail to the U.S. Can he abandon his family, just like his Papi did? Is freedom worth the perilous journey and risking prison if he's caught? Will his Papi be waiting for him on the other shore—or, with the Marlins in the World Series against the Yankees, has Julio Senior forgotten all about his son?

"An entertaining tale of baseball, family and loyalty."—Kirkus Reviews

“Volponi once again delivers top-notch sports fare coupled with a deeper story of family and fidelity. . . Readers will identify with Julio as he juggles dreams, bitterness, and family loyalties in this lyrical, spare novel.”—Booklist
 

“A poignant story. . . this is a must-read for any teen who not only loves stories about sports but also enjoys reading about families.”—VOYA

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From the Publisher
Praise for Game Seven:

"An entertaining tale of baseball, family and loyalty."—Kirkus Reviews

“Volponi once again delivers top-notch sports fare coupled with a deeper story of family and fidelity. . . Readers will identify with Julio as he juggles dreams, bitterness, and family loyalties in this lyrical, spare novel.”—Booklist
 
“A poignant story. . . this is a must-read for any teen who not only loves stories about sports but also enjoys reading about families.”—VOYA

Praise for The Final Four by Paul Volponi:

"A triple-overtime game keeps readers on the edge of their seats.”—BCCB, starred review

“This gritty, realistic, and riveting novel deserves the wide audience it will no doubt attract.”—School Library Journal, starred review

"Volponi nails it when it counts in this dynamic story.”—Booklist, starred review

"Volponi, a multiple award-winning author, keeps the tension high from the first to last page ... The Final Four is definitely a winner."—VOYA, starred review

"Volponi's latest combines in-the-moment action, basketball history and the points of view of four college ballplayers with very different lives ... No story or character is simple."—Kirkus Reviews

"The Final Four does a terrific job of capturing the emotion of March Madness.”—Mike Krzyzewski, Head Coach, Men's Basketball, Duke University

“This is a great story about how one sport can transcend different experiences, backgrounds, and beliefs, and unite in a desire to succeed.” —Jim Calhoun, Head Coach, Men's Basketball, University of Connecticut (2010 National Champions)

“It was inspirational to a coach and full of lessons to children of many ages.”—Jamie Dixon, Head Coach, Men's Basketball, University of Pittsburgh

"A rocket ride of a plot that rips you into the story from the first line.”—Paul Griffin, author of Stay With Me

“Paul Volponi delivers a high-octane basketball story fans will cheer for.”—Tim Green, author of Deep Zone, a Football Genius novel

VOYA, February 2015 (Vol. 37, No. 6) - Blake Norby
Julio Ramirez Jr. had his life turned upside down when he was ten years old and his father defected from Cuba to play professional baseball in the United States. His family works hard just to pay the electric bills and put enough food on the table as they watch their dad, El Fuego, make millions as a pitcher for the Miami Marlins. At sixteen, all Julio wants to do is play baseball for Cuba’s national team, but his father’s traitorous shadow could prevent his dream from becoming reality. Then, he is given the opportunity to follow in his father’s footsteps and leave his family to play in the United States. With so much to lose or gain with either decision, how will Julio decide his future? Volponi’s poignant story about family and baseball is grounded in the realistic and captivating voice of Julio. The reader is able to step inside Julio’s world and truly understand the struggles in his everyday life and his passion for the game of baseball. The reader is allowed to struggle right along with Julio as he tries to make the most difficult and most important decision of his life. The backdrop of the World Series adds to the suspense building and is the perfect foil for Julio’s story. This is a must-read for any teen who not only loves stories about sports but also enjoys reading about families. Reviewer: Blake Norby; Ages 12 to 18.
School Library Journal
05/01/2015
Gr 6–9—Julio Ramirez, Jr., son of a former Cuban national baseball hero known as El Fuego, is an outstanding player in his own right. He dreams of making the Cuban national junior team, but is viewed with suspicion because of his father's defection to the United States several years before. Julio's feelings toward his father are conflicted: he is proud of the older man's success in the American major leagues, but feels abandoned, as he, his sister, and his mother remain in poverty in Cuba while El Fuego enjoys the benefits of his multimillion dollar contract with the Florida Marlins. Unbeknownst to Julio, his father has made arrangements for him, his uncle, and his cousin to escape the island with the help of a guide named Gabriel. By means of a retrofitted '59 Buick, the four make the harrowing journey from Cuba to Miami, even as El Fuego is playing a starring role in the World Series. Arriving in the U.S., the group is put up in a luxury apartment, but much to Julio's disappointment, his father does not make an appearance. In a turn of events that stretches credulity, Julio is spirited into the Marlins's clubhouse by an ESPN reporter just before the beginning of the final game of the Series. He and his father discuss family issues as the game progresses. While their reunion is moving and appropriately equivocal, sports-savvy youngsters may find the prospect of a teenager chatting up his dad in the bullpen during game seven of the World Series a little difficult to swallow. VERDICT With its short chapters and simple vocabulary, the novel moves along briskly and would be a good fit for reluctant readers with a taste for baseball and adventure.—Richard Luzer, Fair Haven Union High School, VT
Kirkus Reviews
2014-12-22
Sixteen-year-old Julio Ramirez Jr. dreams of being a junior Nacional and playing for Cuba against the best young players around the world.Baseball is "practically a religion" in Cuba, and Julio's father was like a Cuban god, an all-star pitcher for the Cuban National Team. Now, having defected, he's a star for the Miami Marlins. But instead of pride, Julio feels resentment toward his father for abandoning his family to a life of poverty while he, the great El Fuego, lives the high life in Miami with his multimillion-dollar contract. Moreover, Julio's baseball dreams may not come true: How can he be trusted to leave the country when his father defected; won't he do the same? So Julio defects too, and in a tense and slightly comic scene, he drives to Florida in a green '59 Buick that's been converted into a boat. Julio's reconciliation with his father is handled deftly in its poignant awkwardness, and baseball action is appropriately exciting, though the notion that Julio is allowed to hang out with his father during Game 7 of the World Series is seriously implausible. Volponi wisely shies away from a tidy, inspirational ending but does leave room for hope for reconciliation. An entertaining tale of baseball, family and loyalty. (Fiction. 10-14)

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780142424292
Publisher:
Penguin Young Readers Group
Publication date:
03/01/2016
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
272
Sales rank:
568,147
Product dimensions:
5.50(w) x 8.25(h) x 0.68(d)
Lexile:
HL770L (what's this?)
Age Range:
12 - 17 Years

Read an Excerpt

From his chair, Uncle Ramon kicked his shoes off and dug his feet deep into the sand.
 

“Your papi was able to get a sum of money into Cuba through a Canadian turista,” he said, as the smell of sword­fish filtered through the salty air. “That money was given to Gabriel.”

I was pissed. My family had struggled for every peso, just to meet the bills. No wonder Gabriel could afford steaks like these.

“Why?” I demanded. “How come our money went to him?”

“So Gabriel can get us out of Cuba,” Uncle Ramon re­plied, before popping the top on a can of soda with a tsssp.

Those words seemed to hang in the air for a moment— get us out of Cuba.

I only felt the weight of them when Luis grabbed hold of my arm and gasped, “Holy crap.”

My heart began beating harder and harder inside my chest, and I had to actually think about taking my next breath.

“And that’s his payment?” I asked, hoping to steady myself.

“Payment?” repeated Gabriel, turning the steaks on the grill with a long metal fork. “No. There’s nothing for me. That money covered the entire cost of building—”

“Look! Down the beach!” interrupted Luis. “Police!”

There were two officers on a motorcycle with a sidecar. It had three wide wheels, meant to power its way over the sandy shore. They were slowly making their way from the far end of the beach toward where we’d camped.

“Just act naturally. Remember the truth: you’re baseball players from Matanzas celebrating a victory over Puerto Padre. Nothing more,” instructed Gabriel. “Besides, I know these two, what they’re all about.”

“You know them?” asked Luis.

“I make it my business to,” answered Gabriel, through the smoke from the barbecue.

The policemen rolled past the families and kids with­out any interest. But they took a long glance at the two girls reading on their blankets. They seemed about to pass us, too, before Gabriel called out to them, “Officers! A moment, please!”

I shot Uncle Ramon a concerned look, already feeling the sweat on my palms.

“I’ve learned to trust him,” Uncle Ramon said quietly, barely moving his lips. “There’s no other way.”

Gabriel took one of the steaks on a paper plate down to the officers, who were maybe ten yards from the water. They had some conversation. Then one of the officers gave us a thumbs-up and called out, “I used to play baseball myself.”

A minute later, they were gone with their steak.

“They’ll pass this way again in a few hours, just before sundown,” said Gabriel, who’d walked back to us. “Their last patrol of the day. That’s when we’ll be packing up.”

“We’re going to sit here that long?” asked Luis. “And do what? Talk?”

“How much of this does my mama know?” I asked Uncle Ramon.

“She knows enough,” he answered. “That there’s a plan, and that it’s happening sooner rather than later.”

“How soon?” I asked.

“Tonight,” answered Gabriel, handing me a steaming plate of fish.

“What about her and Lola?”

“Your mother thinks the trip is too dangerous for Lola,” answered Uncle Ramon. “And she won’t leave her daughter behind. Your sister knows nothing of it.”

“They’re both staying?” I asked.

“Your mother’s made her choice,” my uncle said. “Now you need to make one.”

“How about me?” asked Luis.

“I’m your father,” said Uncle Ramon. “You go where I go, and we’re leaving Cuba.”

Luis nodded his head, taking a plate of his own.

I turned to my cousin and said, “Besides, you don’t want to be the son of a defector.”

Then Uncle Ramon looked at us both and said, “I’m sor­ry about all the deceptions, for keeping you in the dark so long. But the fewer people who knew, the better our chance of making it this far without being arrested.”

“Papi’s money,” I repeated to myself in disgust.

“I know you’re angry at him, Julio. But your papi does love you. He wants you to be free,” said Uncle Ramon, peel­ing off a chunk of fish with his fingers. “And if you decide to stay, well, Moyano will know that he can trust you. He’ll make you a Nacional for sure.”

With all of that churning inside my stomach, Gabriel sat down, making four of us in a tight, seated circle.

“Before we make any decisions, let me be honest with you boys. Tell you what I know of a journey like this one,” Gabriel said. “When I was eight years old, from this beach, I boarded a raft for the US.”

My uncle stopped him and said, “If it’s too painful, you don’t need to go through all the details again.”

“Thank you, amigo,” said Gabriel, who took a deep breath before he continued. “Both my parents were dead and my grandfather was getting too old to take care of me. Our neighbors were planning an escape. It wasn’t much of a raft, just wood and rubber tied together with ropes. They made oars from fish boxes. My grandfather gave them the rubber from some old car tires he had. So they agreed to take me along. There were eight of us—three grown men, two young women, one very old woman who could barely walk, me, and their family dog. Before the trip, we all went to church together.”

“To pray?” asked Luis.

“Yes,” he answered. “The priest even gave me my first Communion—the body and blood. As soon as it got dark, we put the raft into the water. The moon was cut like a sickle— thin and sharp. Everything went smoothly that night. But the next morning, instead of sun, there were black storm clouds and ripping winds. First, our food and water got washed over­board. Then, piece by piece, the raft started to come apart.”

A pair of kids chasing each other, kicking up sand be­hind them, did a close lap around our camp.

“Hey, watch it!” Luis hollered. “Keep—”

Uncle Ramon stopped Luis cold, showing him a single finger over his lips, followed by a long look.

Gabriel resumed his story. “We all huddled in the mid­dle of the raft. At some point, the dog spotted something in the water and jumped in after it. I heard him barking for a while. But I never saw that dog again. The others tied the old woman and me to the raft. The waves pounded us. I couldn’t open my eyes. They were stinging from all the salt water. When the sun finally came out and the waters calmed, there were only five of us left. Over the next eight or ten hours we floated in the middle of nowhere. Then the raft broke apart even more. I was clinging to the old woman. She was dizzy by that point, seeing things that weren’t there. The others each had their own section of raft. We were floating within fifty yards of each other when we heard an engine in the dis­tance. It was a boat. Unfortunately, it was Cuban.”

“So they brought you back here,” I said.

“They did, to the docks in Cárdenas,” he answered. “But before they pulled us from the water, the old woman asked me about the boat. ‘Who is it?’ she wanted to know. I’d already recognized the flag on its side. All I said to her was, ‘We’re saved.’”

“What did they do to you all?” I asked.

“The surviving adults went to prison. I got sent to an orphanage and never saw my grandfather again,” answered Gabriel, setting down his plate in the sand. “The old woman, I believe she died happy, because she never made it back to shore.”

“For almost thirty years now, Gabriel has worked as a fisherman in these waters,” said Uncle Ramon. “He knows these currents like the back of his hand—where they run, how swiftly they can change.”

“And thanks to El Fuego, now I have a vessel of my own to captain,” added Gabriel. “One that will hopefully sail us to freedom.”

I stood up and silently walked down to the shoreline, alone. I stared at the northern horizon, that distant point where the water and sky touch. I thought about what it would take to reach it. To be in a place where the higher-ups in Cuba didn’t have control over me. Would it be worth maybe never seeing Mama and Lola again?

Would it be worth risking my life?

What People are Saying About This

From the Publisher
Praise for Game Seven:

"An entertaining tale of baseball, family and loyalty." —Kirkus

Praise for The Final Four by Paul Volponi:
 
“A triple-overtime game keeps readers on the edge of their seats.” —BCCB, starred review
 
“This gritty, realistic, and riveting novel deserves the wide audience it will no doubt attract.” —School Library Journal, starred review 
 
“Volponi nails it when it counts in this dynamic story.” —Booklist, starred review
 
"Volponi, a multiple award-winning author, keeps the tension high from the first to last page ... The Final Four is definitely a winner." —VOYA, starred review

"Volponi's latest combines in-the-moment action, basketball history and the points of view of four college ballplayers with very different lives ... No story or character is simple." —Kirkus Reviews
 
"The Final Four does a terrific job of capturing the emotion of March Madness.” —Mike Krzyzewski, Head Coach, Men's Basketball, Duke University
 
“This is a great story about how one sport can transcend different experiences, backgrounds, and beliefs, and unite in a desire to succeed.” —Jim Calhoun, Head Coach, Men's Basketball, University of Connecticut (2010 National Champions)
 
“It was inspirational to a coach and full of lessons to children of many ages.” —Jamie Dixon, Head Coach, Men's Basketball, University of Pittsburgh  
 
“A rocket ride of a plot that rips you into the story from the first line.” —Paul Griffin, author of Stay With Me
 
“Paul Volponi delivers a high-octane basketball story fans will cheer for.” —Tim Green, author of Deep Zone, a Football Genius novel

Meet the Author

Paul Volponi (www.paulvolponibooks.com) is a writer, journalist, and teacher. He has taught incarcerated teens to write on Rikers Island and he taught adolescents in a drug-treatment program in New York City.

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Game Seven 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
MilwaukeeWriter More than 1 year ago
WOW! Paul Volponi once again writes an exceptional, edge-of-your-seat, page-turner! I've only attended a 1/2 dozen baseball games in my life, but this book made me fall in love with the game. That's brilliance. The intense action and fast pace is perfect for reluctant readers, and the subject matter will appeal to boys, but is certainly accessible to and will hold the interest of girls. Paul Volponi is an exceptional writer who creates scenes so realistic that you'll feel the boat rocking and tumbling, the heat pounding, and a baseball smacking right into your glove. Get ready to escape Cuba in a '59 Buick car converted into a boat, catch a baseball at 101 mph, steal a base, kiss the Miami beach as you reach freedom. FREEDOM, I realize, that many of us Americans so easily take for granted. This is a novel is SO MUCH MORE THAN BASEBALL! It's about a family in Cuba left behind by their father and husband, who defected to the United States while playing for Cuba's national team. For six years the family suffers without Julio Sr., living in poverty, barely making ends meet. Julio Sr,, aka El Fuego, is living the high life as a relief pitcher for the Miami Marlins, a source of pain and pride for young Julio aka Junior. The younger Julio plays baseball too. Coached by his uncle and cheered on by his cousin, a fellow teammate, Julio is a remarkably gifted ballplayer clearly following in his father's footsteps. But being El Fuego's son has its huge disadvantages, making life painfully difficult. When an incredible opportunity comes to Julio and his family to leave Cuba as defectors/traitors, each person has to decide what they want to do. There are many surprises and tear-jerk moments in this novel. The descriptions, especially about life in Cuba are so vivid that readers will have no problem envisioning the scenes and understand the antiquated life most Cubans live. (The exception: government officials.) The action is intense and I couldn't read fast enough to find out what was going to happen next, often what was unexpected. I can't recommend this novel enough. It's a must read, even if you can't stand baseball. It's a must for every library. This is the novel that will keep the attention of those who LOVE SPORTS and HATE TO READ. GAME SEVEN is a game changer in that department. Without a doubt, this novel is just one more in a line of outstanding novels by Paul Volponi that solidifies his title as the King of Urban YA Fiction.