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.
Gee, its lonesome in the outfield. It's hard to keep awake with nothing to do.
A part of control is learning to correct your weaknesses.
Well, the good Lord and good luck must have been with me because I did exactly what I said I was going to do.
I hit an inside-the-park home run! I beat it out! Can you believe that?
Hotter 'n hell, ain't it, Prez?