Where would I be without baseball? Who am I without baseball?

I would order a dozen bats and there were times they'd come back with handles at each end.

I had been playing for a while, and I asked Louisville Slugger to send me a dozen flame treated bats. But when I got it, I realized they had sent me a box of ashes.

I remember one time I'm batting against the Dodgers in Milwaukee. They lead, 2 - 1, it's the bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, two out and the pitcher has a full count on me. I look over to the Dodger dugout and they're all in street clothes.

My kids used to do things to aggravate me, too. I'd take them to a game, and they'd want to come home with a different player.

They have Easter egg hunts in Philadelphia, and if the kids don't find the eggs, they get booed.

Not bragging by any means, but I could have done a lot of other stuff as far as working in films go and working in television... I had chances to do that stuff, but I like baseball, I really do.