I Stare Out The Window And Wait

I Never Saw A Pitcher I Didn't Feel Sorry For.

I Don't Like To Sound Egotistical, But Every Time I Stepped Up To The Plate With A Bat In My Hands, I Couldn't Help But Feel Sorry For The Pitcher.

I Always Tried To Hit The Ball Back Through The Box Because That Is The Largest Unprotected Area.

Now The Advantage Is All With The Hitters.

People Ask Me What I Do In Winter When There's No Baseball. I'll Tell You What I Do. I Stare Out The Window And Wait For Spring.