Baseball Was, Is And Always Will Be

I Swing Big, With Everything I've Got. I Hit Big Or I Miss Big. I Like To Live As Big As I Can.

A Part Of Control Is Learning To Correct Your Own Weaknesses. The Person Doesn't Live Who Was Born With Everything. Sometimes He Has One Weak Point, Generally He Has Several. The First Thing Is To Know Your Faults. And Then Take On A Systematic Plan Of Correcting Them. You Know The Old Saying About A Chain Only Being As Strong As Its Weakest Link. The Same Can Be Said In The Chain Of Skills A Man Forges.

Well, The Good Lord And Good Luck Must Have Been With Me Because I Did Exactly What I Said I Was Going To Do.

I'd Play For Half My Salary If I Could Hit In This Dump (wrigley Field) All The Time.

The Curve And The Fast One Are Important; The Change Of Pace And The Other Trick Deliveries Are Great But They're Not Worth A Plugged Nickel Unless You Have Control To Go Along With Them. And By Control I Don't Mean The Ability To Put The Ball Over The Plate Somewhere Between The Shoulders And Knees. I Mean The Ability To Hit A Three-inch Target Nine Times Out Of Ten, The Sort Of Control That Lets You Put The Ball In The Exact Spot You Want It, And To Play A Corner To The Split Fraction Of An Inch.