Tremendous read that is extensively researched and well compiled into a lovely narrative by Robert Peterson. This book dives head first into an integral, yet often overlooked part of baseball's rich history: the Negro Leagues. Peterson details every aspect of the game behind the major leagues' color barrier. He first introduces the reader to the cornerstone players across nearly seven decades, not just Satchel Paige or Josh Gibson, whose legends have made their ways to all baseball fans, but players like Smokey Joe Williams, John Henry Lloyd, Oscar Charleston and Cool Papa Bell. He also chronicles the owners, managers and promoters who brought the game together, moved it around from city to city (along with some especially nomadic franchises) and jostled for talent that moved the turnstiles, men like Cum Posey and Rube Foster. Peterson contextualizes these pioneers in baseball among the backdrop of American society at those various stages and discusses how each passing season or event built up to the color barrier falling and all ballplayers getting a shot at the big leagues, regardless of their appearance.
One of the things I enjoy most about this book is how Peterson uses direct quotes from those who were there to talk about the players and leagues. Not only does he talk to those in the Negro Leagues, looking back on their time playing, but Peterson pulls quotes from legends of the game like Honus Wagner describing the quality and ability of those in the minor leagues.
A staple of this book, and the Negro Leagues, were the barnstorming tours teams went on to small towns across America. This book describes what it was like for teams going across the Midwest and Northeast, playing games every night in any town that had a team. This concept is so fascinating as someone looking back from the modern day. The only contemporary example of this (as of 2025) would be the Savannah Bananas, but, to a baseball purist, that is more of an entertainment source than reral baseball. The concept of legends, even Hall of Famers, traveling the country and playing against semipro teams is other-worldly with the professionalization and stardom of the modern American athlete.
While some of the potentially greatest major leaguers of their time never got the chance to play at the highest level because of unjust rules, Peterson's epilogue on pg. 253 can breathe a sigh of relief; it brought a smile to my face looking up a majority of the legends mentioned on Baseball Reference and seeing a small, gold ribbon, embellished with the words "Hall of Fame." Their memory will live on forever and inspire children and people for ages to come, not just in Only the Ball Was White, but in Cooperstown, New York.