“The other teams could make trouble for us if they win.”

It ain’t the heat, it’s the humility.

Even Napoleon had his Watergate.

You wouldn’t have won if we’d beaten you.

I never blame myself when I’m not hitting. I just blame the bat and if it keeps up, I change bats. After all, if I know it isn’t my fault that I’m not hitting, how can I get mad at myself?

I can’t concentrate when I’m thinking.

Failure is just another opportunity to start over.

Almost every Monday I have a charity thing. I like that. I do.

I knew I was going to take the wrong train, so I left early.

Anyone who understands Jazz knows that you can’t understand it. It’s too complicated. That’s what’s so simple about it.

I enjoy now doing what I do, playing golf, relaxing a little, enjoying life.

Half the lies they tell about me aren’t true.

I tell the kids, somebody’s gotta win, somebody’s gotta lose. Just don’t fight about it. Just try to get better.

A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.

That’s too coincidental to be a coincidence.

Forecasting is very difficult, especially when it involves the future.

If you can’t imitate him, don’t copy him.

When I finish playing, I think I’d like to coach college baseball.

Before I was ever in my teens, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up. My goal was to be the greatest athlete that ever lived.

The feel of a good row stays with you hours afterward. Your muscles glow, your mind wanders from the papers on you desk and goes back, again and again, to that terrific power piece at the end of the workout when it felt as if you and the boat were flying.

I don’t know if steroids are going to help you in baseball. I just don’t believe it. I don’t believe steroids can help eye-hand coordination and technically hit a baseball.

Serra High school, to me, was my most enjoyable time for me in my entire life. That was the only time I was free. We just played baseball because it was fun.

As if you legs were two cannons and your arms were two oars and the great lateral muscles of your back were pterodactyl wings and the brim of your baseball cap was a harpoon.

I think some of the pressure comes from the expectations of other people. Like if your father played baseball, they expect you to be the big lifesaver or something when you play a sport.

Knowin’ all about baseball is just about as profitable as bein’ a good whittler.