Good point. James had Stephens ranked number 22 through 2000. I'll let his comments speak for him, the first three paragraphs speaking directly to your question. Speaking of drinking men*... in The Politics of Glory, I compared and contrasted Vern Stephens and Phil Rizzuto at perhaps unconsionable length. I know that a lot people who read that book thought that I was saying that Stephens was a better player and a better Hall of Fame candidate than Phil Rizzuto. Obviously I have to take responsibility for the misunderstanding, but it was never my intention to say that. I was trying to present both sides of the argument. Until I developed the Win Shares method (1997�1999), I didn't have any way of determining, to my own satisfaction, whether Rizzuto or Stephens was a better player. Where I am now... well, I can still see it either way. I've decided to rate Rizzuto higher. Stephens at his best was not as good as Rizzuto in 1950. Stephens has more good years, but only because Rizzuto missed three prime seasons to World War II. Stephens and Rizzuto are similar in value, but very different in type � a speedster against a slugger, a defensive player against a hitter, a leadoff man against a cleanup hitter, a player who played in a pitcher's park against a player who plays in a hitter's park, a player who had a good break on playing time against a player who missed three of his bet seasons. When you try to balance them against one another, you can't be sure that you have it right unless you can be sure that you're placing exactly the right weight on each element. Baseball stats don't support that degree of confidence. Stephens, a straight-A student in high school, never made his high school baseball team in Long Beach because he was too small. Famous American Athletes of Today (115h Series, 1949) says that when he was a senior in high school, he weighted less than a hundred pounds, although frankly I find this difficult to believe. Stephens took to swimming several hours a day, anyway, and had a growth spurt when he was 18, after which, playing for an American Legion post, he began to draw the interest of scouts. As a freshman at Long Beach Junior College, he hit .552. Deferred from military service because of a knee injury, Stevens** during the war established himself as perhaps the best wartime position player in the American League, leading the St. Louis Browns to their only American League pennant. In March, 1946, Stephens was holding out for more money and feuding with the Browns at the time that Jorge Pasquel was attempting to raid the major leagues to upgrade the Mexican League. Stephens accepted a bonus, agreed to jump to the Mexican League, signed with Monterrey, and actually played two games in the Mexican League. Stephens father***, however, realized that his son might be making a terrible mistake. Accompanied by Jacques Fournier, a St. Louis scout, Vern Stephens Sr. headed to Monterrey. He quickly persuaded Vern Jr. to return to the states****, but the Mexican authorities refused him permission to re-enter the United States, and implicitly threatened to have him arrested for jumping his contract. Stephens had to sneak across the border, wearing borrowed clothes as a makeshift disguise, to get back to the United States. He returned the bonus he had taken from the Mexican League, made a deal with the Browns, and was allowed to re-join the team, thus avoiding the fate of Max Lanier, Mickey Owen, Sal Maglie, and others. The Browns traded him to the Red Sox, and he drove in a huge number of runs for the Red Sox; I'm sure you all know that. He had an open stance which pulled the ball naturally to left. Fenway suited him. He faded quickly after 1950, died in 1968, and has not been treated kindly or even fairly by baseball historians; the word "carefree" is one of the more pleasant ones to which his reputation has become accustomed. He was not a superstar but he was a well-liked player who could play shortstop because he had the best shortstop throwing arm of his generation. *This is a reference not only to Stephens but to Bill Dahlen, ranked at number 21. **He actually spells it "Stevens" here. James, who supposedly treats his editors notoriously poorly, has a wonderful book here, but the terrible editing is heartbreaking. ***Note the absence of an apostrophe here for instance. ****He lower-cases "states" here. Seriously. James doesn't mention that his draft deferment didn't keep him from pulling his weight in a shipyard during WWII: Also sucked his share of cigs: