What The Hell Has Hoover Got To

After All, There's Only One Aswer To Be Made To The Young Fellow Who Is Asking Constantly For Advice As To How To Hit. The Answer Is: "pick Out A Good One And Sock It!

I Don't Need To Know Where The Green Is. Where Is The Golf Course?

How To Hit Home Runs: I Swing As Hard As I Can, And I Try To Swing Right Through The Ball... The Harder You Grip The Bat, The More You Can Swing It Through The Ball, And The Farther The Ball Will Go. I Swing Big, With Everything I've Got. I Hit Big Or I Miss Big. I Like To Live As Big As I Can.

The Curve And The Fast One Are Important; The Change Of Pace And The Other Trick Deliveries Are Great But They're Not Worth A Plugged Nickel Unless You Have Control To Go Along With Them. And By Control I Don't Mean The Ability To Put The Ball Over The Plate Somewhere Between The Shoulders And Knees. I Mean The Ability To Hit A Three-inch Target Nine Times Out Of Ten, The Sort Of Control That Lets You Put The Ball In The Exact Spot You Want It, And To Play A Corner To The Split Fraction Of An Inch.

I Copied (shoeless Joe) Jackson's Style Because I Thought He Was The Greatest Hitter I Had Ever Seen, The Greatest Natural Hitter I Ever Saw. He's The Guy Who Made Me A Hitter.