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.

When there is no room for individualism in ballparks, then there will be no room for individualism in life.

Every baseball crowd, like every theatre audience, has its own distinctive attitude and atmosphere.

Suffering is overated.

I have discovered in 20 years of moving around a ballpark, that the knowledge of the game is usually in inverse proportion to the price of the seats.

I don't want the natural athlete -- I want a guy who'll go after the hard ones.

The Falstaff people, romantics all, went for it. They were so anxious to find out what I was going to do that they could hardly bear to wait out the two weeks. I was rather anxious to find out what I was going to do, too.