You Know, Baseball's Not Stupid. Baseball Does

I Can't Remember, I Wish I Could Remember The First Time I Bet On Baseball.

I've Got A 15-year Old Son And A 10-year Old Daughter, And If They Were Going To Do One Of The Following Things: Be An Alcoholic; Be A Drug Offender; Beat Their Wife Or Husband; Or Gamble. I Hope They Would Gamble.

The Thing I Would Like Most To Leave Behind Is To Be Remembered For Trying Hard.

Every Time I Step Up To The Plate, I Expect To Get A Hit. If I Don't Expect To Get A Hit, I Have No Right To Step Into The Batter's Box In The First Place.

The Only Way I Can't Hit .300 Is If There's Something Physically Wrong With Me.