The header pretty much says it all.  Thrilled, thrilled, thrilled to have the book reviewed in a national magazine by an eminent critic, Stephen Burt.  He says:  “So to follow Best through these poems about games is to watch him come to terms with the difficult, helpless, undirected shapelessness of our grown-up, analog lives” right here.  You’ll need to buy your very own copy to read the whole review, but you should probably support everything the McSweeney’s folks do anyway.