It is the best of all games for me. It frequently escapes from the pattern of sport and assumes the form of a virile ballet. It is purer than any dance because the actions of the players are not governed by music or crowded into a formula by a director. The movement is natural and unrehearsed and controlled only by the unexpected flight of the ball.

I suspect guys who say, "I just send out for a sandwich for lunch," as lazy men trying to impress me.

Christmas is a holiday that persecutes the lonely, the frayed, and the rejected.

I judge how much a man cares for a woman by the space he allots her under a jointly shared umbrella.

A sportswriter is entombed in a prolonged boyhood.

Joe Louis is a credit to his race - the human race.

He was the strangest of all our national sports idols. But not even his disagreeable character could destroy the image of his greatness as a ballplayer. Ty Cobb was the best. That seemed to be all he wanted.