Coming of age is never easy--but it can be hilarious. Meet Eugene Morris Jerome: he's 15, living in late-1930s Brooklyn, and thinks of little else but playing for the Yankees . . . and girls. But he's more suited to being a writer than a short stop, and the girl of his dreams could never be the girl of his reality. Eugene's witty, perceptive commentary about his life, his overworked father, overbearing mother, overconfident brother, and overly-gorgeous cousin, makes his journey through puberty poignant and joyful.