I'm Coming Down On The Next Pitch,

The Base Paths Belonged To Me, The Runner. The Rules Gave Me The Right. I Always Went Into A Bag Full Speed, Feet First. I Had Sharp Spikes On My Shoes. If The Baseman Stood Where He Had No Business To Be And Got Hurt, That Was His Fault.

Every Great Batter Works On The Theory That The Pitcher Is More Afraid Of Him Than He Is Of The Pitcher.

Baseball Was One-hundred Percent Of My Life.

I May Have Been Fierce, But Never Low Or Underhand.

That Boy Mantle Is A Good One.