Dad Had a Bad Day : A Novel

"This book is a triumph. Impeccably, propulsively, and hilariously rendered, Politanoff writes about tennis like Barry Hannah wrote about alcohol—something swift, addictive, fun, life-giving and also totally filthy. Nobody writes like Ashton Politanoff." —Rita Bullwinkel, author of Headshot, a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize

“[I] could not put [Dad Had a Bad Day] down…[Politanoff''s] atmospheric descriptions were spare but sensuous . . . his dialogue was perfectly rhythmic, to the point of being hypnotic. Until it was electrified by frenetic, Tim Robinson-style outbursts—then I was wide awake; then I was cracking the f up . . . I delighted in its chiseled prose, and the suspense and surprise of its plot.” —Beau Dealy, Racquet Magazine

When Ned finds his old Slazenger tennis racquet buried in the garage, he unearths a part of his former self. Having recently lost his job, his sole duty is to watch over their six-year-old son while his wife works. On a whim--and without his wife''s knowledge--Ned joins his childhood tennis club with a secret credit card, where he finds life outside the realm of “sad dad” domesticity. He becomes the captain of a local men’s rec league team, reconnects with his old hitting partner and former tennis prodigy, Roland, and commits his whole sad self to building a winning team. But when Roland disappears, Ned’s search for his friend threatens to consume the path to glory, the relationship with his son, his marriage, and his mind.

A meditation on fathers and sons, male friendship, and the psychic pressures of an individual sport, Politanoff’s novel sits beautifully alongside the dark comedy of Iris Murdoch and the masculine angst of John Cheever, with a style all its own. Funny, poignant, and deeply relatable, Dad Had a Bad Day explores our desire for structure, the emotional limits of domestic life, and the unbelievably potent, powerful, intoxicating feeling of winning.