Look, we play the Star Spangled Banner before every game. You want us to pay income taxes, too?
BILL VEECKNext to the confrontation between two highly honed batteries of lawyers, jungle warfare is a stately minuet.
More Bill Veeck Quotes
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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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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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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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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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The season starts too early and finishes too late and there are too many games in between.
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Hating the Yankees isn’t part of my act. It is one of those exquisite times when life and art are in perfect conjunction.
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The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball.
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I try not to break the rules, but merely to test their elasticity.
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Baseball is almost the only orderly thing in a very unorderly world. If you get three strikes, even the best lawyer in the world can’t get you off.
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There are only two seasons – winter and Baseball.
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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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Suffering is overated.
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Suffering is overrated. It doesn’t teach you anything.
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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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It never ceases to amaze me how many of baseball’s wounds are self-inflicted.
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