Anybody with ability can play in the big leagues. To last as long as I did with the skills I had, with the numbers I produced, was a triumph of the human spirit.

The highlight of my baseball career came in Philadelphia's Connie Mack Stadium when I saw a fan fall out of the upper deck. When he got up and walked away, the crowd booed.

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.

On TV the people can see it. On radio you've got to create it.

You know, I was once named Minor League Player of the Year...unfortunately, I had been in the majors for two years at the time.

The biggest thrill a ballplayer can have is when your son takes after you. That happened when my Bobby was in his championship Little League game. He really showed me something. Struck out three times. Made an error that lost the game. Parents were throwing things at our car and swearing at us as we drove off. Gosh, I was proud.

I led the league in go get 'em next time.