To Some It's A Six-pack, To Me

I Never Did Say That You Can't Be A Nice Guy And Win. I Said That If I Was Playing Third Base And My Mother Rounded Third With The Winning Run, I'd Trip Her Up.

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.

I Made A Game Effort To Argue But Two Things Were Against Me: The Umpires And The Rules.

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

Show Me A Good Sportsman And I'll Show You A Player I'm Looking To Trade.