People say I stole a lot of bases. I stole the bases for a reason. I crossed the plate.

I don't think I could have dreamt it up any better than how things went, of being at my peak at just the right time, and have everything go my way.

Let's see, for breakfast Rickey will have bacon and eggs, and grits if I can get 'em.

I don't think I ever got proper credit about being smart about the game.

The only thing I wish I could figure out is how I got misunderstood regarding the type of person I really am and what I accomplished.

Certain guys, they can see a guy do a certain thing with their glove and know what pitch is coming. I couldn't do that. But I can get on first base and I can tell you by his move if that pitcher is going to first base or home plate every time.

The only name on my birth certificate was Henley, no first name.