I might have been able to make it as a pitcher except for one thing: I had a rather awkward motion and every time I brought my left arm forward I hit myself in the ear.

You can't go out to the mound hobbling and take a pitcher out with a cane.

No baseball pitcher would be worth a darn without a catcher who could handle the hot fastball.

The best ballplayer's the one who doesn't think he made good. He keeps trying to convince you.

I probably left the pitcher in a little too long, and they were able to get on him. This was our third game in three days, and I really didn't know who to pitch when he got in trouble.

I'll never make the mistake of being seventy again.