I'm essentially addicted to memoirs, but this one was by far the best sports memoir I have ever read, and one of the best memoirs ever, period. I was a bit disappointed (and perhaps naive) when I realized there was a ghost writer, but this article in the New York Times revealed how J. R. Moehringer was able to get inside Agassi's mind and become an effective voice.
Most ghost writers aren't Pulitzer Prize winners, but this one is.
Agassi's relationship with tennis, with his father, with his coaches, and with his numerous "minders" is fascinating.
Spoiler alert: one of the world's best tennis players hates tennis.
Why? Read the book, even if you aren't a tennis fan.