Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball.
I've never been a yes man.
People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.
I'd rather him (Grover Alexander) pitch a crucial game for me drunk, then anyone I've ever known sober. He was that good.
Now the advantage is all with the hitters.
I never saw a pitcher I didn't feel sorry for.