“I always got nervous the nights we played in the World Series. First pitch, I was nervous. Then after that, forget it; I’d start playing.”

Half the lies they tell about me aren’t true.

I tell the kids, somebody’s gotta win, somebody’s gotta lose. Just don’t fight about it. Just try to get better.

A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.

That’s too coincidental to be a coincidence.

Forecasting is very difficult, especially when it involves the future.

If you can’t imitate him, don’t copy him.

Doing the little things can make a big difference.

We have a good time together, even when we’re not together.

The only color I don’t have is navy brown.

Never answer an anonymous letter.

He can run anytime he wants. I’m giving him the red light.

I didn’t know much about golf growing up.

All pitchers are liars or crybabies.

Well, I used to look like this when I was young and now I still do.

Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken.

What difference does the uniform make? You don’t hit with it.

How can you think and hit at the same time?

The hardest thing is to get started, but the really hardest thing is to finish.

You stand up for your teammates. Your loyalty is to them. You protect them through good and bad, because they’d do the same for you.

The game is supposed to be fun. If you had a bad day, don’t worry. You can’t expect to get a hit every game.

One of the hardest things in life to accept is a called third strike.

Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.

The Statue of Liberty is no longer saying, ‘Give me your poor, your tired, your huddled masses.’ She’s got a baseball bat and yelling, You want a piece of me?

Cricket is basically baseball on valium.