Okay everybody, line up in alphabetical order according to your height.

All I ask is that you bust your heiny on that field.

Son, it ain't the water cooler that's striking you out.

The best ballplayer's the one who doesn't think he made good. He keeps trying to convince you.

Left-handers have more enthusiasm for life. They sleep on the wrong side of the bed, and their head gets more stagnant on that side.

There's nobody on my ball club that doesn't go from first to third on a base hit, or from second to home. Every time you steal a base, you're taking a gamble on getting thrown out, and taking the bat out of the hitter's hand.

I broke in with four hits and the writers promptly declared they had seen the new Ty Cobb. It took me only a few days to correct that impression.