The baseball establishment is permissive about revelry.
I am pleased that God made my skin black - but I wish He had made it thicker.
And I'd be lying if I told you that as a black man in baseball I hadn't gone through worse times than my teammates.
Baseball was socially relevant, and so was my rebellion against it.
If you destroyed the underpinnings of this great American sport, you are a hated, ugly, detestable person.
I lost money, coaching jobs, a shot at the Hall of Fame. But when you weigh that against all the things that are really and truly important, things that are deep inside you, then I think I've succeeded.