During my 18 years I came to bat almost 10,000 times. I struck out about 1,700 times and walked maybe 1,800 times. You figure a ballplayer will average about 500 at bats a season. That means I played seven years without ever hitting the ball.
Somebody once asked me if I ever went up to the plate trying to hit a home run. I said, 'Sure, every time.'
After I hit a home run I had a habit of running the bases with my head down. I figured the pitcher already felt bad enough without me showing him up rounding the bases.
It's unbelievable how much you don't know about the game you've been playing all your life.
The best team I ever saw, and I really mean this, was the '61 Yankees.
I leaned on him for support when I got out of the cab, and he just crumpled to the ground. That's how we found out.
A team is where a boy can prove his courage on his own. A gang is where a coward goes to hide.
Well, baseball was my whole life. Nothing's ever been as fun as baseball.
Don't do as I did. I'm living proof of how not to live.
He who has the fastest golf cart never has a bad lie.
If I had played my career hitting singles like Pete (Rose), I'd wear a dress.
All the ballparks and the big crowds have a certain mystique. You feel attached, permanently wedded to the sounds that ring out, to the fans chanting your name, even when there are only four or five thousand in the stands on a Wednesday afternoon.
Bravery is a complicated thing to describe. You can't say it's three feet long and two feet wide and that it weighs four hundred pounds or that it's colored bright blue or that it sounds like a piano or that it smells like roses. It's a quality, not a thing.
My dad taught me to switch-hit. He and my grandfather, who was left-handed, pitched to me every day after school in the back yard. I batted lefty against my dad and righty against my granddad.
You never have to wait long, or look far, to be reminded of how thin the line is between being a hero or a goat.
I thought I raised a ballplayer. You're nothing but a coward and a quitter.
I don't care what the situation was, how high the stakes were - the bases could be loaded and the pennant riding on every pitch, it never bothered Whitey. He pitched his game. Cool. Craft. Nerves of steel.
No man in the history of baseball had as much power as . No man.
Thank God for baseball.
I've often wondered how a man who knew he was going to die could stand here and say he was the luckiest man on the face of the earth, but now I guess I know how he felt.
He foresaw the platooning that managers like Casey Stengel used years before it happened. He told me I had to be a switch-hitter if I was going to play.
I always loved the game, but when my legs weren't hurting it was a lot easier to love.
Sometimes I think if I had the same body and the same natural ability and someone else's brain, who knows how good a player I might have been.
His fielding leaves you wondering. Then he steps up to hit and all doubts start to fade.
Stay away from drugs and alcohol. Listen to your moms and dads. In this great country of ours you do whatever you set your mind to. Make us proud of you.
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