This is the perfect kind of baseball book: A series of anecdotes that tonally and humorously relay someone's experience in the game at the pro level. Writers typically give baseball all this credit for being so far up its own ass, waxing poetic about sunsets over the stadium or pitching performances. Hearing from the players directly means that we get less concern over winning a Pulitzer and more focus on the good stuff: Stories about being too drunk to open a hotel room door, about missing an at-bat because you were ironing your uniform in the clubhouse; you know, more than just "We were good that year, and then we won it all." Johnstone is a natural storyteller and we're lucky he had a near unlimited amount of them to tell.