When I Come Into A Game In

Some Days You Tame The Tiger, And Some Days The Tiger Has You For Lunch.

We Called Pete Rose And Larry Bowa The Soup Spoons, Because They Were Always Stirring Things Up. Twenty Years Later, Nothing's Changed.

Ten Million Years From Now, When Then Sun Burns Out And The Earth Is Just A Frozen Iceball Hurtling Through Space, Nobody's Going To Care Whether Or Not I Got This Guy Out.

Ninety Percent I'll Spend On Good Times, Women And Irish Whiskey. The Other Ten Percent I'll Probably Waste.

I Dunno. I Never Smoked Any Astroturf. (when Asked Whether He Preferred Grass Or Astroturf