About halfway along here the meteoric rise of happy, sharp-tongued, crowd-pleasing Vida Blue comes to a grinding halt as the pitcher is hounded by the pressures of sudden stardom (""I was Little Red Riding Hood, and the wolf was prowling everywhere.""). Then Vida Blue clashes with the wily Charlie Finley and even Blue's much scrutinized psyche must take second place. As Blue's mound prowess fades, Kowet tells more and more about Charlie O's churlish concept of salesmanship, enough to make us wish that Blue played for someone else. As is, this has more controversy than most Sports Shelf sagas, but a lot less baseball.