There is a difference between jaywalking and grand larceny.
I reckon I tried everything on the old apple, but salt and pepper and chocolate sauce topping.
Greaseball, greaseball, greaseball, that's all I throw him (Rod Carew), and he still hits them. He's the only player in baseball who consistently hits my grease. He sees the ball so well, I guess he can pick out the dry side.
Going back down to the minors is the toughest thing to handle in baseball.
They'll put a man on the moon before I hit a home run.
I'd always have it (grease( in at least two places, in case the umpires would ask me to wipe one off. I never wanted to be caught out there with anything though, it wouldn't be professional.