Pressure? Well it ain't hitting in forty-four straight games, because I done that and it was fun. The playoffs are pressure.

If you're not active - and I'm not active - and you don't watch what you eat, you can get big as a horse.

What's the game coming to? Evidently the guys making all these rules never played the game of baseball.

Somebody's gotta win and somebody's gotta lose and I believe in letting the other guy lose.

Every time I step up to the plate, I expect to get a hit. If I don't expect to get a hit, I have no right to step into the batter's box in the first place.

People say I don't have great tools. They say that I can't throw like Ellis Valentine or run like Tim Raines or hit with power like Mike Schmidt. Who can? I make up for it in other ways, by putting out a little bit more. That's my theory, to go through life hustling. In the big leagues, hustle usually means being in the right place at the right time. It means backing up a base. It means backing up your teammate. It means taking that headfirst slide. It means doing everything you can do to win a baseball game.

Singles hitters drive Fords. Home-run hitters drive Cadillacs.