Players who stand flat footed and swing with their arms are golfers, not hitters.

Now the advantage is all with the hitters.

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

I've never been a yes man.

When I was in the batter's box, I felt sorry for the pitcher.

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