Don't come home a failure.
When I began playing the game, baseball was about as gentlemanly as a kick in the crotch.
When I played ball, I didn't play for fun.
Every great batter works on the theory that the pitcher is more afraid of him than he is of the pitcher.
When I played ball, I didn't play for fun. . . . It's no pink tea, and mollycoddles had better stay out. It's a contest and everything that implies, a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.
I've got to be first. ALL the time.