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

Whenever I decided to release a guy, I always had his room searched first for a gun. You couldn't take any chances with some of them birds.

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.

They say some of my stars drink whiskey, but I have found that ones who drink milkshakes don't win many ball games.

Even my players aren't players.

You look up and down the bench and you have to say to yourself, 'Can't anybody here play this game?' There comes a time in every man's life and I've had plenty of them.

I never saw a player who had greater promise.