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

A lot of things run through your head when you're going in to relieve in a tight spot. One of them was, "Should I spike myself?"

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

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.

He's in a rut. Gehringer goes two for five on opening day and stays that way all season.

I'd rather be lucky than good

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.