"i'm Going Over The Valley." (dying From

That Last One Sounded Kinda High To Me.

If It Wasn't For Baseball, I'd Be In Either The Penitentiary Or The Cemetery. I Have The Same Violent Temper My Father And Older Brother Had. Both Died Of Injuries From Street Fights In Baltimore, Fights Begun By Flare-ups Of Their Tempers.

They Started Something Here, And The Kids Are Keeping The Ball Rolling.

Reading Isn't Good For A Ballplayer. Not Good For His Eyes. If My Eyes Went Bad Even A Little Bit I Couldn't Hit Home Runs. So I Gave Up Reading.

Let Me Show You How It's Done... Loser!