The Carvel kids, Mickey and Whitey, remember what it was like to play for the winningest Yankees ever. Whitey remembers Mickey as a dirt-poor country hick from Oklahoma; Mickey remembers Whitey as New York Slick. Once, early on, Casey decided to send Mickey back to the minors to cool him out. ""Of course, I started crying and he started crying."" Helped along by Durso, veteran New York Times reporter, they replay the extended joyride that was the Yanks in the 1950s. Mickey began to learn about Countess Mara ties and $400 suits. And booze was a big part of their notorious ""horsing around""--which after Namath and Ali sounds about as wild as a boy scouts' weenie roast. Still, they got a reputation for high living and like a couple of aging adolescents they're proud of it. As to the game, Whitey says, ""I could tell you just about every pitch I threw in those 3,170 innings""--and Mickey could describe every one of the 536 HRs. But then, they're modest fellas, so they spare you. Yankee die-hards will read it--maybe. Sic transit gloria.