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.

I love signing autographs. I'll sign anything but veal cutlets. My ballpoint slips on veal cutlets.

When you are younger you get blamed for crimes you never committed and when you're older you begin to get credit for virtues you never possessed. It evens itself out.

The secret of successful managing is to keep the five guys who hate you away from the four guys who haven't made up their minds.

Well, that's baseball. Rags to riches one day and riches to rags the next. But I've been in it 36 years and I'm used to it.

Most ball games are lost, not won.

We're in such a slump that even the ones that are drinkin' aren't hittin'.