I never threw the spitter, well maybe once or twice when I really needed to get a guy out real bad.

I didn't begin cheating until late in my career, when I needed something to help me survive. I didn't cheat when I won the twenty-five games in 1961. I don't want anybody to get any ideas and take my Cy Young Award away. And I didn't cheat in 1963 when I won twenty-four games. Well, maybe a little.

When Mel came up in 1964 in the middle of the season, I was his pitching coach, but I was also pitching every fourth day besides. Yogi Berra was our manager. That's why it was all screwed up.

Hell, if I didn't drink drink or smoke, I'd win twenty games every year. It's easy when you don't drink or smoke or horse around.

When Harry Truman threw that bomb, I blessed that guy. We didn't have to go.

You would be amazed how many important outs you can get by working the count down to where the hitter is sure you're going to throw to his weakness, and then throw to his power instead.