Butcher Boy, Damn It, Butcher Boy.

In 1961 Somebody Could've Hit A Home Run To Win The Game And The Next Day The Headline Was About The M&m Boys Not Hitting A Home Run. But Everyone Was Real Good About It. Instead Of Getting Mad They Joked About It.

I Don't Know Why, But For Some Reason I Seem To Be More Popular Now Than When I Was Playing.

I Never Understood How Someone Who Was Dying Could Say He Was The Luckiest Man In The World, But Now I Understand.

The Biggest Game I Ever Played In Was Probably Don Larsen's Perfect Game.

After A Play In The Field Casey Would Turn (to The Players On The Bench) And Say 'what Did He Do Wrong?' Or 'you're Better Than That Guy.' Either Way, He'd Keep Them From Getting Stale.