I hear the cheers when they roared and the jeers when they echoed.

Reading isn't good for a ballplayer. Not good for his eyes. If my eyes went bad even a little bit I couldn't hit home runs. So I gave up reading.

If I'd just tried for them dinky singles I could've batted around .600.

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

I only have one superstition: I make sure to touch all the bases when I hit a home run.

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

They started something here, and the kids are keeping the ball rolling.