Young men have visions, old men have dreams.

Baseball is a dull game only for those with dull minds.

Ninety feet between the bases is the nearest thing to perfection that man has yet achieved.

It's no accident that of all the monuments left of the Greco- Roman culture the biggest is the ballpark, the Colosseum, the YankeeStadium of ancient times.

Now it is done. Now the story ends. And there is no way to tell it. The art of fiction is dead. Reality has strangled invention.

Ninety feet between home plate and first base may be the closest man has ever come to perfection.

I think it's the real world. The people we're writing about in professional sports, they're suffering and living and dying and loving and trying to make their way through life just as the brick layers and politicians are.