Roger Maris was as good a man and as good a ballplayer as there ever was.
Billy copied Casey to a 'T.'
Not after all the time my dad spent teaching me to switch-hit.
I leaned on him for support when I got out of the cab, and he just crumpled to the ground. That's how we found out.
My views are just about the same as Casey's.
Well, I beat my man. Now it's up to you to beat yours.