I was such a dangerous hitter I even got intentional walks during batting practice.

The trouble with women umpires is that I couldn't argue with one. I'd put my arms around her and give her a little kiss.

You got to get twenty-seven outs to win.

You gotta learn that if you don't get it by midnight, chances are you ain't gonna get it, and if you do, it ain't worth it.

Sometimes it's easier to understand things than it is to figure them out

All that analysis is well and good, but what I need right now is a left-handed batter who can hit the ball over the shortstop's head.

Oldtimers, weekends, and airplane landings are alike. If you can walk away from them, they're successful.