What we have are good gray ballplayers, playing a good gray game and reading the good gray Wall Street Journal. They have been brainwashed, dry-cleaned and dehydrated!…
BILL VEECKHow can you be a sage if you’re pretty? You can’t get your wizard papers without wrinkles.
More Bill Veeck Quotes
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You give a thousand people a can of beer and each of them will drink it, smack his lips and go back to watching the game. You give 1,000 cans to one guy, and there is always the outside possibility that 50,000 people will talk about it.
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Next to the confrontation between two highly honed batteries of lawyers, jungle warfare is a stately minuet.
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People identify with the swashbuckling individuals, not polite little men who field their position well. Sir Galahad had a big following – but I’ll bet Lancelot had more.
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How can you be a sage if you’re pretty? You can’t get your wizard papers without wrinkles.
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I try not to break the rules, but merely to test their elasticity.
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Deplore it if you will, but Grover Cleveland Alexander drunk was a better pitcher than Grover Cleveland Alexander sober.
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I believe in God, but I’m not too clear on the other details.
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Suffering is overated.
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Though it is a team game by definition, it is actually a series of loosely connected individual efforts.
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I don’t want the natural athlete — I want a guy who’ll go after the hard ones.
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I don’t mind the high price of stardom. I just don’t like the high price of mediocrity.
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Every baseball crowd, like every theatre audience, has its own distinctive attitude and atmosphere.
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The most beautiful thing in the world is a ballpark filled with people.
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This is a game to be savored, not gulped. There’s time to discuss everything between pitches or between innings.
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Wake up the echoes at the Hall of Fame and you will find that baseball’s immortals were a rowdy and raucous group of men who would climb down off their plaques and go rampaging through Cooperstown, taking spoils….
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