When I was growing up I was told that my cousin and I were so much alike, because we both shared a love and passion for the game of basketball. We might even have been called doppelgangers. We were always aggressively playing one-on-one against each other. We both just honestly loved the sport and were determined to make each other better. Both, The Art of Fielding, by Chad Harbach, and Fat City, by Leonard Gardner, show different relationships through the theme of the doppelganger. Now, would be a good time to ask the question, what is a doppelganger? A doppelganger is another person that either looks or acts exactly like. Humans are not the only doppelganger’s living on the planet. For example, animals can be considered doppelganger’s. …show more content…
Henry and Mike both play baseball. Baseball is what brought these two together. When Henry started playing baseball for the Harpooners, his weak point was hitting the ball. Mike, on the other hand, worked and worked until he improved his batting average. Just like Mike, Henry wanted to improve his batting. "Every Friday after their BP session, in season and out, Henry and Schwartz drove to Carapelli's, sat in their usually booth, and ate whatever appetizers Mrs. Carapeiil brought them” (Harbach 127). By Henry practicing and practicing he eventually got better, just like Mike did. Henry woke up early every morning just to go lift weights. He would run, up and down bleachers just so he would improve upon his craft. Henry followed in Mike’s footsteps when it came to dedication for the game of …show more content…
Once Billy starts taking the fight more seriously, then he actually starts practicing, just like Ernie does. With all Billy's practicing, it eventually pays off. Gardner writes: at the announcement that Tully had won, Ruben pulled him to his feet, grasped him around the thighs, and staggering, lifted him up to a reception of moderate applause and scattered but passionate jeering. The towel feels from Tully's head as the two reeled sideways across the ring, Tully's arms rising and falling in wings in attempt to right his balance. His feet thumped back to the canvas, and Lucero, eyes swollen to slits and nostrils caked with blood, embraced him around the neck. (p.