Last Year, I Was Sort Of A

It Took Me Seventeen Years To Get Three Thousand Hits In Baseball. I Did It In One Afternoon On The Golf Course.

I Can't Recall A Day This Year Or Last When I Did Not Hear The Name Of Babe Ruth.

Making The Majors Is Not As Hard As Staying There, Staying Interested Day After Day. It's Like Being Married. The Hardest Part Is To Stay Married.

I'm Hoping Someday That Some Kid, Black Or White, Will Hit More Home Runs Than Myself. Whoever It Is, I'd Be Pulling For Him.

I Don't Feel Right Unless I Have A Sport To Play Or At Least A Way To Work Up A Sweat.