Under the Eye of God
“Michael was flawed beyond repair, and it had nothing to do with his alcoholic wife. The kid was Isaac’s own creation. He’d been a student radical at Columbia in ’68, and Isaac had kept him out of jail. J. was almost a sharecropper. Both his parents had been kindergarten teachers in the South and had to break their humps to put food on the table. But Michael had risen up like some proletariat Monte Cristo to become the players’ chief representative in the middle of a wildcat strike. He made the owners eat crow. Baseball had never had its own czar until J. Michael Storm, who could ride right over the commissioner and presidents of both leagues. He’d shuttled between Manhattan and Houston, where he had his law firm and was registered to vote. Clarice had been a gray-eyed beauty from Abilene before she became a guzzler. She was seventeen when he plucked her out of a fancy finishing school and married her. And now Michael lived at the Waldorf, which had once been Jack Kennedy’s home away f...rom the White House.MoreLess
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