Hating the Yankees isn’t part of my act. It is one of those exquisite times when life and art are in perfect conjunction.
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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This is a game to be savored, not gulped. There’s time to discuss everything between pitches or between innings.
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The season starts too early and finishes too late and there are too many games in between.
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It never ceases to amaze me how many of baseball’s wounds are self-inflicted.
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If there is any justice in this world, to be a White Sox fan frees a man from any other form of penance.
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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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Baseball is the only thing beside the paper clip that hasn’t changed
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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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When there is no room for individualism in ballparks, then there will be no room for individualism in life.
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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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Suffering is overated.
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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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I try not to break the rules, but merely to test their elasticity.
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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!…
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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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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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