The kid doesn't chew tobacco, smoke, drink, curse or chase broads. I don't see how he can possible make it.

Look at him. He doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't chew and he doesn't stay out late - and he still can't hit.

I'm flattered that so many baseball people think I'm a Hall of Famer. But what's hard to believe is how one-hundred and fifty plus people have changed their minds about me since I became eligible, because I haven't had a base hit since then.

I get more mail for that one season than I get for all my years before that.

I wish I'd known early what I had to learn late.

Yes, let me tell you about Pete Rose. If ever Pete took one drink at lunch, he would be an alcoholic by nightfall. It doesn't matter what: baseball, gambling, women. Rose is the most obsessive man I've ever met.