God watches over drunks and third baseman.
What are we out at the park for except to win?
You don't save a pitcher for tomorrow. Tomorrow it may rain.
Some guys are admired for coming to play, as the saying goes. I prefer those who come to kill.
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.
Win any way as long as you can get away with it. Nice guys finish last.