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.

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.

Between me and my roommate, we've hit 400 Major League home runs.

I just grew the hair on my back. Facial hair just wasn't appealing to me. I liked it on my back, though.

After getting out of the service and going into baseball I never wanted to do anything else.

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.

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