Baseball is like church. Many attend few understand.
Win any way as long as you can get away with it. Nice guys finish last.
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.
I never questioned the integrity of an umpire. Their eyesight, yes.
I believe in rules. Sure I do. If there weren't any rules, how could you break them?
This guy don't come to the ballpark to beat you. He comes to beat you bad. This (Jackie) Robinson, he plays a ton.
To some it's a six-pack, to me it's a "support group". Salvation in a can!
Branch Rickey once said of me that I was a man with an infinite capacity for immediately making a bad thing worse.
You don't save a pitcher for tomorrow. Tomorrow it may rain.
God watches over drunks and third baseman.
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.
It is decidedly not true that 'nice guys finish last'.
Some guys are admired for coming to play, as the saying goes. I prefer those who come to kill.
I made a game effort to argue but two things were against me: the umpires and the rules.
There are only five things you can do in baseball - run, throw, catch, hit and hit with power.
There is only one way to pitch to Musial - under the plate.
If you don't win, you're going to be fired. If you do win, you've only put off the day you're going to be fired.
Give me some scratching, diving, hungry ballplayers who come to kill you.
And luck? I've always said about Dizzy Dean that if the roof fell in and Diz was sitting in the middle of the room, everybody else would be buried in the debris and a gumdrop would drop into his mouth.
Five runs ahead and he'd knock in all the runs I could ask for. One run behind and he was going to kill me.
There is a thin line between genius and insanity, and in Larry's (MacPhail) case it was sometimes so thin you could see him drifting back and forth.
Stick a fork in him. He's done.
What are we out at the park for except to win?
When you're in professional sports, winning is the only thing that matters.
In order to become a big-league manager you have to be in the right place at the right time. That's rule number one.
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