Suffering is overated.
BILL VEECKThe season starts too early and finishes too late and there are too many games in between.
More Bill Veeck Quotes
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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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Baseball is the only game left for people. To play basketball, you have to be 7 feet 6 inches. To play football, you have to be the same width.
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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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Look, we play the Star Spangled Banner before every game. You want us to pay income taxes, too?
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I don’t break the rules. I merely test their elasticity.
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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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This is a game to be savored, not gulped. There’s time to discuss everything between pitches or between innings.
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There are only two seasons – winter and Baseball.
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When the Supreme Court says baseball isn’t run like a business, everybody jumps up and down with joy. When I say the same thing, everybody throws pointy objects at me.
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I believe in God, but I’m not too clear on the other details.
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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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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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How can you be a sage if you’re pretty? You can’t get your wizard papers without wrinkles.
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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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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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