In baseball you train the whole body, except for the hip and eyes.

I don't want to be one of those great players who never made it to the (World) Series.

Well, Rickey's not one of them, so that's 49 percent right there.

Speeches and me don't get along sometimes. It is kind of like putting a tie too tight on my neck. I'm going to do whatever feels right.

People always ask me why I still want to play, but I want to know why no one will give me an opportunity. It's like they put a stamp on me: 'Hall of Fame. You're done. That's it.' It's a goddamn shame.

I have to play baseball to make me happy. I have to be an athlete. But when it's all said and done, I'll be a normal father. A normal-type house man.

To all the kids out there: Follow your dream. Believe in your dream. Because dreams do come true.