I don't think I can get into my deep inner thoughts about hitting. It's like talking about religion.

I could ask the Phillies to keep me on to add to my statistics, but my love for the game won't let me do that.

Any time you think you have the game conquered, the game will turn around and punch you right in the nose.

Pete Rose is the most likable arrogant person I've ever met.

Philadelphia is the only city, where you can experience the thrill of victory and the agony of reading about it the next day.

If you could equate the amount of time and effort put in mentally and physically into succeeding on the baseball field and measured it by the dirt on your uniform, mine would have been black.

They read their sports pages, know their statistics and either root like hell or boo our butts off. I love it. Give me vocal fans, pro or con, over the tourist types who show up in Houston or Montreal and just sit there.