I'd Play For Half My Salary If

Don't Let The Fear Of Striking Out Hold You Back.

Aw, Everybody Knows That Game, The Day I Hit The Homer Off Ole Charlie Root There In Wrigley Field, The Day October First, The Third Game Of That Thirty-two World Series. But Right Now I Want To Settle All Arguments. I Didn't Exactly Point To Any Spot, Like The Flagpole. Anyway, I Didn't Mean To, I Just Sorta Waved At The Whole Fence, But That Was Foolish Enough. All I Wanted To Do Was Give That Thing A Ride... Outta The Park... Anywhere.

How About A Little Noise. How Do You Expect A Man To Putt?

It's Hard To Beat A Person That Never Gives Up.

I Didn't Mean To Hit The Umpire With The Dirt, But I Did Mean To Hit That Bastard In The Stands.