Book Review: Bleachers by John Grisham

John Grisham has written books outside his field of legal thrillers before. The first one I read in 2011 was “Skipping Christmas” which they adapted into a movie some years back. I wasn’t very pleased with the story and came away thinking Grisham should stick to novels like “Runaway Jury” or “Innocent Man”. But Grisham isn’t a bad writer himself and I had a copy of “Bleachers” on my shelf from an impulse purchase at a second-hand store, so I committed myself to engaging his tiny novella. Unlike “Skipping Christmas”, Grisham explores much more personal themes concerning forgiveness, the measure of greatness, the unfairness of life, and finality of our choices.

Eddie Rake, the dying coach, for whom many of his former players return to their hometown to pay their respects, was something of a hard ass. They all hate Coach Rake at some point, but come to grudgingly respect him for all he has taught them. One of his players, Neely Creenshaw, harbours a secret about a violent altercation between the coach and himself. After that fight, Neely has been bitter and distant, and the vigil he gives his coach is also a vigil for the man he used to be, and the man he could have become. Grisham works to deconstruct the legend that is Eddie Rake through the collective experiences of his players. Rake’s reputation of greatness is undisputed, but like everyone else, he is just a flawed human being prone to the same mistakes. The vigil his players hold for him illustrate that despite his cruel regimes, gruff exterior, and rough countenance, he has a man who loved his players but couldn’t show it; adored his family, but dominated them, and loved to triumph, but couldn’t fathom defeat.

Neely spends fifteen years drifting through life in bitter stupor after he suffers a knee injury that ends professional football career. His wife leaves him after two miscarriages. But the shadow that hangs over his life is the confrontation with Coach Rake in the locker room of their 1987 championship game. He never forgave the man until he returns to his hometown for the first time in fifteen years to sit vigil for his coach. Grisham paints a sombre man lost in his reverie, longing for the better times after having fallen on hard ones. Neely’s air is permeated with a sense of loss and grieving, both for his own soul and for his fallen coach. He is man of deep regrets, for his lost love, his game, and his coach.

Grisham tells us that we can’t reclaim the past. When Neely meets his former girlfriend and apologizes for the way he treated her, there is almost a moment when the reader can see how desperately Neely hopes to venture back into the past. But soon after that point, reality steps in and we see just how much their lives have diverged. Not all rifts can mend. We can’t go back into the past, but what this story illustrates is the hope of letting go of it and moving forward.