I Believe In Rules. Sure I Do.

Breaks Like A Ball Falling Off A Pool Table.

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 Never Did Say That You Can't Be A Nice Guy And Win. I Said That If I Was Playing Third Base And My Mother Rounded Third With The Winning Run, I'd Trip Her Up.

Buy A Steak For A Player On Another Club After The Game, But Don't Even Speak To Him On The Field. Get Out There And Beat Them To Death.

I Believe In Rules. Sure I Do. If There Weren't Any Rules, How Could You Break Them?