God Watches Over Drunks And Third Baseman.

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.

This Guy Don't Come To The Ballpark To Beat You. He Comes To Beat You Bad. This (jackie) Robinson, He Plays A Ton.

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.

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

When You're In Professional Sports, Winning Is The Only Thing That Matters.