I Made A Game Effort To Argue

What Are We Out At The Park For Except To Win?

Breaks Like A Ball Falling Off A Pool Table.

And Luck? I've Always Said About Dizzy Dean That If The Roof Fell In And Diz Was Sitting In The Middle Of The Room, Everybody Else Would Be Buried In The Debris And A Gumdrop Would Drop Into His Mouth.

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.

Five Runs Ahead And He'd Knock In All The Runs I Could Ask For. One Run Behind And He Was Going To Kill Me.