If the World Series was on the line and I could pick one pitcher to pitch the game, I'd choose Whitey Ford every time.

I can't play any more. I can't hit the ball when I need to. I can't steal second when I need to. I can't go from first to third when I need to. I can't score from second when I need to. I have to quit.

When I hit a home run I usually didn't care where it went. So long as it was a home run was all that mattered.

We know you can bunt, Mick. You're not down here to bunt. You're here to get some hits and get your swing back.

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.

Sometimes I sit in my den at home and read stories about myself. Kids used to save whole scrapbooks on me. They get tired of them and mail them to me. I'll go in there and read them, and you know what? They might as well be about (Stan) Musial and (Joe) DiMaggio, it's like reading about somebody else.

Ralph (Houk) brought out the best in everybody, and that included me. I consider myself lucky to have played for him.