Yesterday's Home Runs Don't Win Today's Games.

The Termites Have Got Me.

All I Can Tell Them Is Pick A Good One And Sock It. I Get Back To The Dugout And They Ask Me What It Was I Hit And I Tell Them I Don't Know Except It Looked Good.

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.

Life Is A Game Like Any Other; We Just Don't Take It As Seriously.

I Thank Heaven We Have Had Baseball In This World... The Kids... Our National Pastime.