There Is Only One Way To Pitch

In The Olden Days, The Umpire Didn't Have To Take Any Courses In Mind Reading. The Pitcher Told You He Was Going To Throw At You.

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.

You Don't Save A Pitcher For Tomorrow. Tomorrow It May Rain.

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.

Give Me Some Scratching, Diving, Hungry Ballplayers Who Come To Kill You.