I won twenty-eight games in thirty-five and I couldn't believe my eyes when the Cards sent me a contract with a cut in salary. Mr. Rickey said I deserved a cut because I didn't win thirty games.

The good Lord was good to me. He gave me a strong body, a good right arm, and a weak mind.

He (Branch Rickey) must think I went to the Massachesetts Constitution of Technology.

The Cards had one pitcher who won fourteen straight games in a period of twenty-four days. Then when he lost his fifteenth game 1-0, his manager fined him fifty bucks.

He (Bill Terry) once hit a ball between my legs so hard that my center-fielder caught it on the fly backing up against the wall.

Fans, don't fail to miss tomorrow's game.

The doctors x-rayed my head and found nothing.