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

Win Any Way As Long As You Can Get Away With It. Nice Guys Finish Last.

God Watches Over Drunks And Third Baseman.

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.

In Order To Become A Big-league Manager You Have To Be In The Right Place At The Right Time. That's Rule Number One.