One of the glorious things about Joan Ryans new book is how often her interview subjects tell her that her premise is utter baloney.
Willie Mays scolds her.
Chemistry? Chemistry. Theres no chemistry!
Jeff Kent scoffs.
Listen, the best players are some of the biggest pricks to ever play the game. The biggest assholes. Selfish. Greedy.
Jim Leyland takes another puff from his cigarette.
To me chemistry was a subject you took in school. I had teams thatd go to chapel together every Sunday and couldnt win a game. So that dont mean shit to me. Forget chemistry out here.
Ryan, a nationally award-winning journalist who is now a media consultant with the Giants, welcomes the skepticism. Thats the point of this whole enterprise, to sort through the fact and fiction of what locker-room camaraderie or lack thereof might mean to...
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