My style of pitching was to make the other team hit the ball, but on the ground.

Well, I could imagine how they felt with two on, nobody out and Ruth at bat. To strike him out was the last thought in my mind.

Besides, there were 50,000 fans or more there, and they wanted to see the best you've got. There was an obligation to the people, as well as to ourselves, to go all out.

The screwball's an unnatural pitch. Nature never intended a man to turn his hand like that throwing rocks at a bear.

I slipped and the ball got away from me with nothing on it. Maybe it's lucky it hit Lou, instead of going over the plate.

But I never was a strikeout pitcher like Bob Feller or Dizzy Dean or Dazzy Vance.