The big trouble is not really who isn't in the Hall of Fame, but who is. It was established for a select few.

I don't like to sound egotistical, but every time I stepped up to the plate with a bat in my hands, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the pitcher.

A great hitter isn't born, he's made. He's made out of practice, fault correction, and confidence.

I've never been a yes man.

I'd rather him (Grover Alexander) pitch a crucial game for me drunk, then anyone I've ever known sober. He was that good.

I stare out the window and wait for spring.

I don't want to play golf. When I hit a ball, I want someone else to go chase it.