I'd give a year of my life if I could hit a homerun on opening day of this great new park.

What the hell has Hoover got to do with it? Besides, I had a better year than he did.

Don't ever forget two things I'm going to tell you. One, don't believe everything that's written about you. Two, don't pick up too many checks.

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.

I'll promise to go easier on drinking and to get to bed earlier, but not for you, fifty thousand dollars, or two-hundred and fifty thousand dollars will I give up women. They're too much fun.

Let me show you how it's done... Loser!

It's hard to beat somebody when they don't give up.