I became an optimist when I discovered that I wasn't going to win any more games by being anything else.

In baseball, you can't kill the clock. You've got to give the other man his chance. That's why this is the greatest game.

Nobody likes to hear it, because it's dull, but the reason you win or lose is darn near always the same - pitching.

Team speed for Christ's sake. You got bleeping' bleep bleep little fleas on the bleeping' bases getting picked off, trying to steal, getting thrown out, taking runs away from you. You get some big bleep bleepers that can hit the bleeping ball out of ballpark and you can't make any bleep bleeping mistakes.

This ain't a football game, we do this every day.

The only thing that matters is what happens on the little hump out in the middle of the field.

I'd rather you walk with the bases loaded.