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.

The home run became glorified with Babe Ruth. Starting with him, batters have been thinking in terms of how far they could hit the ball, not how often.

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 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 cheated, or someone on my team has cheated, in almost every single game I've been in.

The first rule of baseball is to get a good ball to hit.