To My Sick Little Pal. I Will

I Hear The Cheers When They Roared And The Jeers When They Echoed.

The Only Real Game, I Think, In The World Is Baseball.

I Swing Big, With Everything I've Got. I Hit Big Or I Miss Big. I Like To Live As Big As I Can.

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

As Soon As I Got Out There I Felt A Strange Relationship With The Pitcher's Mound. It Was As If I'd Been Born Out There. Pitching Just Felt Like The Most Natural Thing In The World. Striking Out Batters Was Easy.