Something Extraordinary

Posted by Rob Mahoney on September 29, 2009 under Commentary | 3 Comments to Read

I’ve been thinking about this piece of literature for nearly a day, and I’m still befuddled on how exactly to approach it. It’s certainly extraordinary, and I mean that in a way that’s not necessarily flattering (and I mean that in a way that isn’t necessarily unflattering). The Consummation of Dirk is simply beyond ordinary. Far, far beyond. Jonathan Callahan has assembled a mish-mash of memoirs ranging from historical fiction to the avant garde, conquering Dirk’s demons and “interviewing” his past lovers while perusing message board threads and absorbing scholarly rejections of Oedipal complex claims. Yeah, it’s a bit off the beaten path.

But if you’re curious, dive in. Here’s a taste, from one of the more accessible chapters:

On horseback a young Dirk Nowitzki races teammate Steve Nash down a thin strip of floury sand along the lapping shallows of some sub-tropical sea, the duo’s long hair flapping like matched manes in the wind.

Dirk is clumsy on horseback, Nash skillful. Waiting at the finish line, Nash joshes his friend:

“Howdy,” he says, doffing an invisible Stetson as Dirk’s steed lumbers over the snapped tape.

Dirk chuckles, executes an ungainly dismount. A breeze flutters their similar white riding shirts.

“Steve,” Dirk says later, the two of them sipping electric-blue drinks through complexly-looped pink straws, their horses happily gamboling a little ways down the beach. “What could be better than this, Steve? We’ve got the whole world, don’t we?”

Nash stares out at the giant red sun, dipping into the Pacific.


H/T TrueHoop.

  • Matt

    Thanks so much for linking to Jonathan Callahan’s “The Consummation of Dirk,” and for sharing your thoughts on the story. We’ve just posted an interview with Callahan at our blog, where he talks about how watching the Mavericks inspired the story, if you’re interested:

  • Andrew

    …Why would someone do this, Rob? Why would someone do this?

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