When I Came To Detroit I Was

I Have Observed That Baseball Is Not Unlike War, And When You Get Right Down To It, We Batters Are The Heavy Artillery.

Don't Come Home A Failure.

Every Man In The Game, From The Minors On Up, Is Not Only Fighting Against The Other Side, But He's Trying To Hold Onto His Own Job Against Those On His Own Bench Who'd Love To Take It Away. Why Deny This? Why Minimize It? Why Not Boldly Admit It?

I'm Coming Down On The Next Pitch, Krauthead.

The Great American Game Should Be An Unrelenting War Of Nerves.