“I had chances to do that stuff, but I like baseball, I really do.”

I did stand-up, weird and ignorant stuff about my career – anything for a laugh.

Anybody with ability can play in the big leagues. But to be able to trick people year in and year out the way I did, I think that was a much greater feat.

How do you catch a knuckleball? You wait until it stops rolling, then go pick it up.

We were on for six years. We were in syndication for a while. It had its run. I still see the people from ‘Mr. Belvedere,’ too. We stay in touch.

When I looked at the third base coach, he turned his back on me.

If a guy hits .300 every year, what does he have to look forward to?

I didn’t get a lot of awards as a player. But they did have a Bob Uecker Day Off for me once in Philly.

Baseball hasn’t forgotten me. I go to a lot of old-timers games and I haven’t lost a thing. I sit in the bullpen and let people throw things at me. Just like old times.

I signed a very modest $3,000 bonus with the Braves in Milwaukee. And my old man didn’t have that kinda money to put out.

I hope the fans have enjoyed listening as much as I’ve enjoyed doing the games. I don’t ever go to the park where I don’t have a good day.

After getting out of the service and going into baseball I never wanted to do anything else.

You throw batting practice, you warm up pitchers, you sit and cheer. You do whatever you have to do to stay on the team.

I had slumps that lasted into the winter.

Sporting goods companies pay me not to endorse their products.

Hey, I think it’s easy for guys to hit .300 and stay in the big leagues. Hit .200 and try to stick around as long as I did; I think it’s a much greater accomplishment. That’s hard.

I think I set a terrific example of ‘Don’t do this’ and ‘Don’t do that.’ And that’s one of the things that I’m most proud of.

I thank heaven we have had baseball in this world,the kids, our national pastime.

That last one sounded kinda high to me.

To my sick little pal. I will try to knock you another homer, maybe two today.

Baseball was, is and always will be to me the best game in the world.

If it wasn’t for baseball, I’d be in either the penitentiary or the cemetery. I have the same violent temper my father and older brother had. Both died of injuries from street fights in Baltimore, fights begun by flare-ups of their tempers.

I’d give a year of my life if I could hit a homerun on opening day of this great new park.

Baseball is the greatest game in the world and deserves the best you can give it.

Baseball changes through the years. It gets milder.