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.

I never saw a pitcher I didn't feel sorry for.

Now the advantage is all with the hitters.

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.

Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball.

Any ballplayer that don't sign autographs for little kids ain't an American. He's a communist.