I Played Seven Years Without Ever Hitting

The Thing I Really Liked About Mickey Was The Way He Treated Everyone The Same.

They Should Have Come Out Of The Dugout On Tippy-toes, Holding Hands And Singing.

Casey Didn't Easily Forgive A Guy Who Got Doubled Up On A Hit-and-run Play. He Didn't See Any Reason Why The Runner Couldn't Take A Quick Glance Back Toward The Plate To Make Sure The Ball Was Hit Safely.

It Was All I Lived For, To Play Baseball.

Casey Wanted Us To Stay Loose. That Didn't Mean Clowning Around. He Just Meant We Should Be Confident And Relaxed. We Shouldn't Feel That One Strikeout Was Going To End The Season For Us.