You throw batting practice, you warm up pitchers, you sit and cheer. You do whatever you have to do to stay on the team.

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

Sporting goods companies pay me not to endorse their products.

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.

Sure, women sportswriters look when they're in the clubhouse. Read their stories. How else do you explain a capital letter in the middle of a word?

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.

Any teammate of mine that had a kid and a boy that was capable of playing baseball, I think I set a terrific example of 'Don't do this' and 'Don't do that.' And that's one of the things that I'm most proud of.