Original Title: Man On
Year Published: 2013
Published by: Tri-Destiny Publishing (an arc was kindly provided via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review)
Number of Pages: 134
First Sentence: “Nicolas stared out the airplane window as the last view of his beloved Valencia faded beneath him.“
Goodreads Rating: 3/5
Bad boy of European football, Nicolas Garza is about to hit American shores with a vengeance. Signed by the Detroit Black Jack Gentlemen as lynch pin for their expansion club, Nicco only half believes he’s making the right move. But with a past full of ghosts and rotten behavior chasing him from his homeland, he has no real choice.
Parker Rollings is a college soccer superstar, but his parents’ plans for their only son do not include professional athletics. When the Black Jacks approach him to finalize their roster, Parker leaps at the chance to keep playing, leaving behind medical school, stability and his first and only college sweetheart.
Nicco and Parker face off as bitter rivals for a coveted starting spot at midfield and are forced to channel their negative energy into something positive for the sake of the group—and themselves.
All eyes are on the fledgling team in its debut season. It’s crucial that the Black Jacks prove all the doubters wrong. They must make a good showing in the league and with new fans. But player drama, club dynamics, and misplaced priorities may tear it apart before it even begins.
First of all, I would like to say that books like this are important. Why? To show that being homosexual and playing sports aren’t mutually exclusive whether you are a man or woman. However, there are probably better books out there that can show you the same thing.
The plot in this book felt really rushed and I would have wanted to see the relationship develop and grow a hell of a lot more. It felt like the two boys (men?) went from hating each other to being the best of friends by just turning one page. There was no real depth which was really sad.
I liked Parker, he felt very realistic and handled an unknown and slightly uncomfortable situation in a very realistic way. Nicco on the other hand felt like too much of a cliche. The tortured bad boy with a tragic past. Boo hoo. I felt no real sympathy for him although the author gave you plenty of opportunity for this. I literally just wanted to smack him and tell him to stop being such a brat.
All in all, it’s not a terrible book and the series might be interesting to read, especially if you like romance and football (I refuse to call it soccer, keep up USA!)
Do I recommend it?
Sure, why not.