Summer of the Mets
by Levi Asher.
Actually, read it in its entirety on the flights from Boston to Milan, and then to Tel Aviv. It took about 3 seconds to get into and then led me happily onwards.
This is not a heavy book - it will not throw you into depression, or other dangerous places. It deals with teenage agonies and life twists and parental reflections but all revolves around the budding expression of Chris, a 15 year old.
Entwined in his life is the exciting prospect of the Mets winning the year's World Series. Baseball, as the bounce-off for Chris's complications, can be stabilizing - and it weaves itself steadily through the story.
Characters are sketched well - Chris, especially - though the boy-girl self recriminations over one phone call is a great scene and one I remember well.
Good book. Pick it up