As Long As I've Got One Chance

You Don't Save A Pitcher For Tomorrow. Tomorrow It May Rain.

Baseball Is Like Church. Many Attend Few Understand.

What Are We At The Park For Except To Win? I'd Trip My Mother. I'd Help Her Up, Brusher Her Off, Tell Her I'm Sorry. But Mother Don't Make It To Third.

I Made A Game Effort To Argue But Two Things Were Against Me: The Umpires And The Rules.

Ballplayers Are A Superstitious Breed, Nobody More Than I, And While You Are Winning You'd Murder Anybody Who Tried To Change Your Sweatshirt, Let Alone Your Uniform.