I never questioned the integrity of an umpire. Their eyesight, yes.

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

Show me a good sportsman and I'll show you a player I'm looking to trade.

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.

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

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.

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