This is a marvelous book(or Atlas, it was so long and the pages so big), and should be a must read for any baseball fan. The author chronicles the "golden era" of baseball through the words of sixty five players from the era. There was a nice mix of stars and utility players, although there were no super stars that contributed their memories which was a disappointment. This was a different game than what we see today or even after the demise of the reserve clause. It was a time said Spider Jorgenson, a former Brooklyn Dodger, when there was little to no fraternization between clubs and players. He pointed out that in the 1947 World Series that umpires sat in the stands for the sole purpose of policing that policy. It was a time when players left their gloves on the field of play between innings. Eddie Stanky "The Brat" would often fill his glove with dirt so when the opposition had to move the glove, they would get a mound of dirt.(gloves were removed after the 53 season.) Brush backs, hitting batters, and retaliation were a given as well. Several pitchers were labeled mean for their tendency to hit batters if things weren't going well-Ewell Blackwell, Early Wynn, and then later Drysdale and Gibson. One pitcher and episode struck me in particular. That was in 1954 when a journeyman pitcher named Marion Fricano deliberately beaned Cass Michael, a former all-star second baseman and ended his career at age twenty eight. Apparently Fricano took exception to five straight hits. It amazed me that Del Ennis, former Phil and Card, said that he would have preferred that MLB not count sacrifice flies as outs because it would have raised his batting average twenty points rather than mandate helmet liners. (of course the sacrifice fly rule was changed but helmets were mandated too). It was also interesting getting the perspective of racial harmony in those days. Mudcat Grant and several others felt that they had the respect of white players on the field, but after games the white players didn't ask them to join them for dinner or drinks. Several white players felt there was no tension beginning around 1950 and that blacks were welcome if they wanted to hang out.. It was clear, however, that for the most part the players didn't fully integrate aside from a few exceptions. This is a long book, but it truly is a great history lesson of the pre-union days when guys cared most about playing the game first and money came second. The consensus of the players was that they felt blessed to have played in the majors despite the autocracy of the owners and their General Managers. The one criticism I have is that it became repetitive having every player talk about who drank, who hung out with whom, which restaurants did they go to, were there cliques, etc. I also found it interesting to hear from their peers which players were the greatest of their eras. No big surprises there but it was still fun. I found this quote from former Reds pitcher Hershell Freeman best summed up the players of that time span: " Looking back, I'd say baseball was harder then. There were more players and more farm clubs and only the very best players made it to the big leagues. The outstanding players from that day would have been outstanding in any era. Every day you would face a Hall of Fame type player."