Not only was I not the best catcher in the Major Leagues, I wasn't even the best catcher on my street!

Baseball is a game of race, creed, and color. The race is to first base. The creed is the rules of the game. The color? Well, the home team wears white uniforms, and the visiting team wears gray.

One thing you learned as a Cubs fan: when you bought you ticket, you could bank on seeing the bottom of the ninth.

Never trust a baserunner with a limp. Comes a base hit and you'll think he just got back from Lourdes.

Baseball gives you every chance to be great. Then it puts every pressure on you to prove you haven't got what it takes.

There is no defense against the base on balls.

I guess you don't really own a dog, you rent them, and you have to be thankful that you had a long lease.