I don't know why, but for some reason I seem to be more popular now than when I was playing.

In 1961 somebody could've hit a home run to win the game and the next day the headline was about the M&M boys not hitting a home run. But everyone was real good about it. Instead of getting mad they joked about it.

He who has the fastest golf cart never has a bad lie.

My dad taught me to switch-hit. He and my grandfather, who was left-handed, pitched to me every day after school in the back yard. I batted lefty against my dad and righty against my granddad.

If I send the ball home, I know what will happen to it. My twin brothers will take it out on the lot, like any 20-cent rocket.

The biggest thrill I ever had was in 1969, when they held day at Yankee Stadium.

Every time I see his name (Dean Chance) on a lineup card, I feel like throwing up.