Fifteen years ago Casey Stengel, then manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers, took a quick look at a skinny little kid who claimed to be a shortstop. Casey gave the youngster a blunt piece of advice: "Go peddle your papers, Shorty, you're too small ever to become a major-leaguer."
Little Phil Rizzuto was short on size, long on determination. He was not much of a hitter, but he taught himself to be the best bunter in the business. As a shortstop, he had none of the easy, fluid grace of the Cardinals' Marty Marion, nor the rifle arm of the Red Sox's...
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