I spent three of the best years of my life in 10th grade.

When I looked at the third base coach, he turned his back on me.

Where would I be without baseball? Who am I without baseball?

I make fun of situations and try and find the humor in things, but it's never at the expense of the other guy.

They have Easter egg hunts in Philadelphia, and if the kids don't find the eggs, they get booed.

Sporting goods companies pay me not to endorse their products.

I would order a dozen bats and there were times they'd come back with handles at each end.

On TV the people can see it. On radio you've got to create it.

I set records that will never be equaled. In fact, I hope 90% of them don't even get printed.

When I played baseball I got death threats all the time--from my mother.

The way to catch a knuckleball is to wait until it stops rolling and then pick it up.

I led the league in go get 'em next time.

Between me and my roommate, we've hit 400 Major League home runs.

I had a great shoe contract and glove contract with a company that paid me a lot of money never to be seen using their stuff.

People don't know this, but I helped the Cardinals win the pennant. I came down with hepatitis. The trainer injected me with it!

They broke it to me gently. The manager came up to me before a game and told me they didn't allow visitors in the clubhouse.

I knew when my career was over. In 1965 my baseball card came out with no picture.

Whatever avenue I feel like I can make a difference in, I'd love to do.

It's attractive when girls have faith. That is a big thing for me.