I made a game effort to argue but two things were against me: the umpires and the rules.

There is a thin line between genius and insanity, and in Larry's (MacPhail) case it was sometimes so thin you could see him drifting back and forth.

Stick a fork in him. He's done.

There is only one way to pitch to Musial - under the plate.

What are we at the park for except to win? I'd trip my mother. I'd help her up, brusher her off, tell her I'm sorry. But mother don't make it to third.

Give me some scratching, diving, hungry ballplayers who come to kill you.

This guy don't come to the ballpark to beat you. He comes to beat you bad. This (Jackie) Robinson, he plays a ton.