It's Hard To Beat A Person That

I Won't Be Happy Until We Have Every Boy In America Between The Ages Of Six And Sixteen Wearing A Glove And Swinging A Bat.

I'd Play For Half My Salary If I Could Hit In This Dump (wrigley Field) All The Time.

What The Hell Has (herbert) Hoover Got To Do With It? Anyway, I Had A Better Year Than He Did.

The Curve And The Fast One Are Important; The Change Of Pace And The Other Trick Deliveries Are Great But They're Not Worth A Plugged Nickel Unless You Have Control To Go Along With Them. And By Control I Don't Mean The Ability To Put The Ball Over The Plate Somewhere Between The Shoulders And Knees. I Mean The Ability To Hit A Three-inch Target Nine Times Out Of Ten, The Sort Of Control That Lets You Put The Ball In The Exact Spot You Want It, And To Play A Corner To The Split Fraction Of An Inch.

I Copied (shoeless Joe) Jackson's Style Because I Thought He Was The Greatest Hitter I Had Ever Seen, The Greatest Natural Hitter I Ever Saw. He's The Guy Who Made Me A Hitter.