God blessed me by putting me here for thirty-one years at Michigan and Trumbull.

There's a man in Mobile who remembers that Honus Wagner hit a triple in Pittsburgh 46 years ago. That's baseball.

I've found that if you wear a beret, people think you're either a cabdriver or a producer of dirty movies.

I deeply appreciate the people of Michigan. I love their grit. I love the way they face life. I love the family values they have.

Baseball is just a game, as simple as a ball and bat, yet as complex as the American spirit it symbolizes. A sport, a business and sometimes almost even a religion.

Baseball is a spirited race of man against man, reflex against reflex. A game of inches. Every skill is measured. Every heroic, every failing is seen and cheered, or booed. And then becomes a statistic.

I look on life as a joyous adventure.