The God at Twilight is a baseball story. Like most good baseball stories, though, it’s
more about life than it is about sport. John “Johnny D” DeMarco is a legendary ballplayer
from a time when such men were heroes, even gods, to the people they played for. Even
now, even nearly 35 years after he retired, he insists on being called “The Greatest Living
Ballplayer of All Time”. He has passed into legend, his great deeds colored by the sepia-toned
mists of time.

Now, though, as he approaches his 70th birthday, though he is rich and still famous, he
finds that his life is no longer what he has come to expect it would be. His second wife is
long dead and he is estranged from his first wife and his son. Nearly every one around him
wants something from him – or he imagines they do. He no longer knows who to trust so he
trusts no one. As he examines his life and the past that comes back to haunt him, he is alone
and, for the first time in his life, he is frightened.

“The God at Twilight” is about heroes – the heroes we make and the heroes we tear
down. What we find at their core – no more and no less – is the human beings they always
were, with all their nobility and all their failings.