Ethnic life in the United States has become a sort of contest like baseball in which the blacks are always the Chicago Cubs.
The Grand Ole Opry, to a country singer, is what Yankee Stadium is to a baseball player. Broadway to an actor. It's the top of the ladder, the top of the mountain. You don't just play the Opry; you live it.
I love baseball. You know, it doesn’t have to mean anything. It’s just very beautiful to watch.
Basically I am a low-culture person. I prefer watching baseball with a beer and some meatballs.
I once tried playing baseball but I started crying.
I'd rather hang out with the losers that would sit and smoke a cigarette than the ones who wanted to throw a baseball.
We were the chosen rejects. We chose not to be apart of the popular crowd. I mean, I can rember a lot of times the more popular people, the 'jock type' of people who were into sports, and staying clean, and brushing there teeth all the time, they always asked me if I wanted to join their little club, and i decided not to, you know, I would rather hang out with the people who didn't get picked for the baseball team, you know, who smoke cigarettes and listen to rock 'n' roll music.
Associate with those who help you believe in yourself.
It gave me no chance. He (Nolan Ryan) just blew it (strikeout #5,000) by me. But its an honor. I'll have another paragraph in all the baseball books. I'm already in the books three or four times.
This is Rickey calling on behalf of Rickey. Rickey wants to play baseball.
I can't recall a day this year or last when I did not hear the name of Babe Ruth.
Consider the many special delights a lawn affords: soft mattress for a creeping baby; worm hatchery for a robin; croquet or badminton court; baseball diamond; restful green perspectives leading the eye to a background of flower beds, shrubs, or hedge; green shadows - "This lawn, a carpet all alive/With shadows flung from leaves' - as changing and as spellbinding as the waves of the sea, whether flecked with sunlight under trees of light foliage, like elm and locust, or deep, dark, solid shade, moving slowly as the tide, under maple and oak. This carpet!
I haven't put on a baseball uniform since about age 12. It's like I'm wearing a Halloween costume. I'm pretending to be a ballplayer.
Don Gullett's the only guy who can throw a baseball through a car wash and not get the ball wet.
There's nothing wrong with the Little League World Series that locking out the adults couldn't cure.
Give him a crowd, a gallery worthy of his best effort, and the old warrior will put on his show... He isn't what he use to be. But pack the stands, turn up the lights, and who is it brings down the house with his act? The Babe!
Baseball is sunshine, green grass, fathers and sons, our rural past.
I wonder why there is a designated hitter in baseball after all these years? As an experiment, it seemed like a swell enough idea, but you would think the novelty would have worn off by now and everyone would get back to playing baseball.
Why are baseball managers the only coaches who dress up like the players?
Trying to analyze a situation without enough data was like looking at a photograph of a ball in flight and trying to gauge its direction. Is it going up, down, sideways? Is it about to collide with a baseball bat? Is it moving at all, or is something on the blind side holding it in place? A single frame didn't mean a thing. Patterns were based on data. With enough datapoints, you could predict just about anything.
Next to religion, baseball has had a greater impact on our American way of life than any other American institution.
It is hard to ignore that is reality. But, at the same time, it still comes down to sound baseball decisions, farm systems and then execution on the field by the players. There are a lot of components to that (other) than just saying it is the highest salary.
Last year was the fourth or fifth attempt to get fall launched till 'American Idol' comes in January. To be honest, the reality programming we had on last year was considered filler until we could get to the good stuff. It was meant to hopefully get us to January andor to November. To get past baseball. But (it) didn't work very well.
Major League Baseball has created a Pete Rose purgatory, and that's where he is. And that's where he's always going to be. It's unfortunate that the commissioner's office has decided to allow that to be the reality. I don't think Pete would mind if they said 'No' to Pete. Pete wants them to go one way or the other and get him out of the void he's in.
Baseball is the greatest of all team sports.
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