Slam by Nick Hornby (Penguin, 2007)
What do you do when you find out that your kind of ex-girlfriend is pregnant? You talk to Tony Hawk of course, or rather, a Tony Hawk poster. At least that’s what Sam Jones does. It sounds like the most bizarre of premises, and one that would only interest those who skateboard, or skate, as Sam says, not to be confused with roller or ice skating. Many people I’ve talked to about the book couldn’t get past the idea of a skateboarder who talks to Tony Hawk. But because he is ridiculously clever, Nick Hornby makes it work. He makes it worth your while to swallow the odd premise and go with it. Sam isn’t crazy, he doesn’t hear Tony Hawk talking to him. But talking to Tony Hawk, or TH as he calls him, is for Sam what a journal is for others. It could be a poster of Einstein, but because Sam is a skateboarder, it is TH that he turns to.
Sam of course feels panic and terror at the idea of impending fatherhood, even more so because he is the product of a teen pregnancy and knows all that it entails. There are more than a few laugh-out-loud moments in the book, so consider yourself fairly warned. This is Nick Hornby’s first book specifically for young adults. However, those familiar with his previous books will find his trademark humor and human foibles here. And for those who are not, it’s a funny, fast read (Bridget, The Loft).



