Baseball is like church. Many attend few understand.

God watches over drunks and third baseman.

And luck? I've always said about Dizzy Dean that if the roof fell in and Diz was sitting in the middle of the room, everybody else would be buried in the debris and a gumdrop would drop into his mouth.

In order to become a big-league manager you have to be in the right place at the right time. That's rule number one.

You don't save a pitcher for tomorrow. Tomorrow it may rain.

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.

In the olden days, the umpire didn't have to take any courses in mind reading. The pitcher told you he was going to throw at you.