He Knew He Was Joe Dimaggio, And

I've Got A New Invention. It's A Revolving Bowl For Tired Goldfish.

No One Hit Home Runs The Way Babe (ruth) Did. They Were Something Special. They Were Like Homing Pigeons. The Ball Would Leave The Bat, Pause Briefly, Suddenly Gain Its Bearings, Then Take Off For The Stands.

I'm Something Like The Old Soak Who Never Knew Whether His Wife Told Him To Take One Drink And Come Home At 12, Or Take 12 And Come Home At One.

When I First Signed With The Yankees, The Regulars Wouldn't Talk To You Until You Were With The Team Three Or Four Years. Nowadays The Rookies Get $100,000 To Sign And They Don't Talk To The Regulars.

I Was The Worst Hitter Ever. I Never Even Broke A Bat Until Last Year When I Was Backing Out Of The Garage.