The way a team plays as a whole determines its success. You may have the greatest bunch of individual stars in the world, but if they don't play together, the club won't be worth a dime.

I'm only going one way.

To my sick little pal. I will try to knock you another homer, maybe two today.

What do I think about when I strike out? I think about hitting home runs.

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.

Baseball changes through the years. It gets milder.

What the hell difference does it make?