Butcher Boy, Damn It, Butcher Boy.

After They Remodeled Yankee Stadium I Didn't Feel That The Ghosts Were There Anymore. It Just Wasn't The Same.

I Don't Know Why, But For Some Reason I Seem To Be More Popular Now Than When I Was Playing.

A Lot Of People Wrote That Roger (maris) And I Didn't Like Each Other And That We Didn't Get Along. Nothing Could Be Further From The Truth.

Because The Players Knew That If Billy Asked Them To Jump Off A Roof, He'd Jump Off With Them.

If I Send The Ball Home, I Know What Will Happen To It. My Twin Brothers Will Take It Out On The Lot, Like Any 20-cent Rocket.