Three lives intertwine as a xenophobic real estate developer is elected President of the United States.
For Lizzie Shaw, it’s merely the latest stop on the country’s decade long depressing train ride. She still can’t get over baseball being dead. And not just dead, but hated. It used to be a game whose mention conjured up the best of who America was. But that was before the players’ strike and the war, before the economic depression when most of the nation’s companies picked up and moved south, and before the major league owners created a new league in the Caribbean like nothing had ever happened. Now baseball was an object of racist vitriol and spite, a reminder of everything Americans had lost. Could a college girl like Lizzie ever change that?
For Donnie Watkins, it’s a chance to start over and put to bed his past of just being the poor kid from the country who has a dead mom and a dad suffering a crippling depression.
And for Javier Colon, who rose from the barrio streets of Puerto Rico to assume the mantle of the late baseball great Roberto Clemente, he gets a chance to overcome his fear when his island home wants to declare independence.