If it wasn't for baseball, I'd be in either the penitentiary or the cemetery.
What the hell has Hoover got to do with it? Besides, I had a better year than he did.
"I'm going over the valley." (Dying from throat cancer, his doctor found him wandering around his room, asked him where was he going?)
It's hard to beat a person that never gives up.
Gee, its lonesome in the outfield. It's hard to keep awake with nothing to do.
What I am, what I have, what I am going to leave behind me - all this I owe to the game of baseball.