Ballplayers Are A Superstitious Breed, Nobody More

There Is A Thin Line Between Genius And Insanity, And In Larry's (macphail) Case It Was Sometimes So Thin You Could See Him Drifting Back And Forth.

God Watches Over Drunks And Third Baseman.

It Is Decidedly Not True That 'nice Guys Finish Last'.

Buy A Steak For A Player On Another Club After The Game, But Don't Even Speak To Him On The Field. Get Out There And Beat Them To Death.

And Luck? I've Always Said About Dizzy Dean That If The Roof Fell In And Diz Was Sitting In The Middle Of The Room, Everybody Else Would Be Buried In The Debris And A Gumdrop Would Drop Into His Mouth.