By Andre Agassi
400 pages; Knopf

In tennis, love means "nothing"—which is apparently what Andre Agassi felt for the game that made him famous. Over and over in Open , his heartfelt memoir, one of the most successful players of all time says he hates the sport. (Now happily married to fellow champion Steffi Graf, he doesn't exhibit much affection for his first wife, Brooke Shields, either.) Even more surprising, though, is the athlete's shockingly casual admission of his midcareer dabble in the drug crystal methamphetamine. Agassi's style is open, all right, and his book, like so many of his tennis games, is a clear winner.

— Sara Nelson