I was never nervous when I had the ball, but when I let go I was scared to death.

I was the worst hitter ever. I never even broke a bat until last year when I was backing out of the garage.

One rule I had was make your best pitch and back up third base. That relay might get away and you've got another shot at him.

I don't know. I've never been on second before.

I've got a new invention. It's a revolving bowl for tired goldfish.

When Neil Armstrong first set foot on the moon, he and all the space scientists were puzzled by an unidentifiable white object. I knew immediately what it was. That was a home run ball hit off me in 1933 by Jimmie Foxx.

The secret of my success was clean living and a fast outfield.