I'll Play Baseball For The Army Or

You Hit .350 You're A Leader. You Hit .250 And You're Not.

All The Ballparks And The Big Crowds Have A Certain Mystique. You Feel Attached, Permanently Wedded To The Sounds That Ring Out, To The Fans Chanting Your Name, Even When There Are Only Four Or Five Thousand In The Stands On A Wednesday Afternoon.

I Hated To Bat Against Drysdale. After He Hit You He'd Come Around, Look At The Bruise On Your Arm And Say, 'do You Want Me To Sign It?'

Sometimes I Think If I Had The Same Body And The Same Natural Ability And Someone Else's Brain, Who Knows How Good A Player I Might Have Been.

The Best Team I Ever Saw, And I Really Mean This, Was The '61 Yankees.