Baseball is a boy's game that makes grown men cry.
Suffering is overrated. It doesn't teach you anything.
Three strikes, you're out. I don't care if you hire Edward Bennett Williams to defend you; three strikes, you're still out. Baseball is an island of stability in an unstable world.
The season starts too early and finishes too late and there are too many games in between.
An island of surety in a changing world.
What can I do, I asked myself, that is so spectacular that no one will be able to say he had seen it before? The answer was perfectly obvious. I would send a midget up to bat.