It's possible to spend money anywhere in the world if you put your mind to it, something I proved conclusively by running up huge debts in Cincinnati.

I believe in rules. Sure I do. If there weren't any rules, how could you break them?

Buy a steak for a player on another club after the game, but don't even speak to him on the field. Get out there and beat them to death.

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

As long as I've got one chance to beat you I'm going to take it.

It is decidedly not true that 'nice guys finish last'.

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.