In 1962 I was named Minor League Player of the Year. It was my second season in the bigs.

I did stand-up, weird and ignorant stuff about my career - anything for a laugh.

I hope the fans have enjoyed listening as much as I've enjoyed doing the games. I don't ever go to the park where I don't have a good day. I don't like losing. But I don't think I ever go to the park where I have a bad day. I don't think once.

Baseball hasn't forgotten me. I go to a lot of old-timers games and I haven't lost a thing. I sit in the bullpen and let people throw things at me. Just like old times.

They broke it to me gently. The manager came up to me before a game and told me they didn't allow visitors in the clubhouse.

I think my top salary was maybe in 1966. I made $17,000 and 11 of that came from selling other players' equipment.

The way to catch a knuckleball is to wait until it stops rolling and then pick it up.