Just speed, raw speed, blinding speed, too much speed.

Most collisions out on the fields are needless.

The way those clubs shift against Ted Williams, I can't understand how he can be so stupid not to accept the challenge to him and hit to left field.

That boy Mantle is a good one.

The first time I faced him I watched him take that easy windup and then something went past me that made me flinch. The thing just hissed with danger. We couldn't touch him... Every one of us knew we'd met the most powerful arm ever turned loose in a ball park.

I'm coming down on the next pitch, Krauthead.

When I began playing the game, baseball was about as gentlemanly as a kick in the crotch.