Hey Mantle, you win. You're the worst.
A lot of people wrote that Roger (Maris) and I didn't like each other and that we didn't get along. Nothing could be further from the truth.
Hey man! Get away from me!
Well, I beat my man. Now it's up to you to beat yours.
There were things that would irritate Casey, but trying too hard or getting mad at sitting on the bench weren't among them.
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.