Jim Crow was king... and I heard a game in which Jackie Robinson was playing, and I felt pride in being alive

Competition is what keeps me playing the psychological warfare of matching skill against skill and wit against wit.

The baseball held was my fantasy of what life offered.

When I was a kid, I used to imagine animals running under my bed. I told my dad, and he solved the problem quickly. He cut the legs off the bed.

The stiffer the penalty, the greater the message is sent.

You can't be afraid to make errors! You can't be afraid to be naked before the crowd, because no one can ever master the game of baseball, or conquer it. You can only challenge it.

Jim Crow was king... and I heard a game in which Jackie Robinson was playing, and I felt pride in being alive