I Don't Think I Can Get Into

You're Trying Your Damndest, You Strike Out And They Boo You. I Act Like It Doesn't Bother Me, Like I Don't Hear Anything The Fans Say, But The Truth Is I Hear Every Word Of It And It Kills Me.

I Don't Think I Can Get Into My Deep Inner Thoughts About Hitting. It's Like Talking About Religion.

I Could Ask The Phillies To Keep Me On To Add To My Statistics, But My Love For The Game Won't Let Me Do That.

Philadelphia Is The Only City, Where You Can Experience The Thrill Of Victory And The Agony Of Reading About It The Next Day.

Major League Baseball Has Created A Pete Rose Purgatory, And That's Where He Is. And That's Where He's Always Going To Be. It's Unfortunate That The Commissioner's Office Has Decided To Allow That To Be The Reality. I Don't Think Pete Would Mind If They Said 'no' To Pete. Pete Wants Them To Go One Way Or The Other And Get Him Out Of The Void He's In.