How The Hell Can You Play Here?

I Spent Twenty-two Seasons Playing Professional Baseball. Naturally, Success In That Field Is Measured By Batting Averages, Number Of Home Runs And Rbis, Fielding Averages, Eras And Other Statistics. Fame, Notoriety And The Bright Lights Fade Quickly. To Me, True Success In Life Would Be To Develop Both Physically And Spiritually To Our Fullest And To Endure To The End!

I Found Out Early In Life That I Could Hit A Baseball Farther Than Most Players And That's What I Tried To Do.

It's Very Disappointing... Anything That Harms The Integrity Of The Game Is Terrible. We Always Thought We Were Immune To Drugs In Baseball, But We Know That's Not True Anymore.

My Father Used To Play With My Brother And Me In The Yard. Mother Would Come Out And Say, 'you're Tearing Up The Grass'; 'we're Not Raising Grass,' Dad Would Reply. 'we're Raising Boys.'

I Remember One Spring When I Was Doing The Team's Telecasts, Bob Allison Was With Me, And We Were Walking Through The Clubhouse In Orlando. This Kid Who Was Trying To Make It With The Twins As An Outfielder Came Up To Me And Asked Who Was That With Me. I Said That's Bob Allison, And You Better Hope You Have As Good A Career As He Had.