Don't park in the spaces marked, Reserved for Umpires.
Though I like the various forms of football in the world, I don't think they begin to compare with these two great Anglo-Saxon ball games for sophisticated elegance and symbolism.
Well, boys, it's a round ball and a round bat and you got to hit the ball square.
The designated hitter rule is like letting someone else take Wilt Chamberlain's free throws.
Baseball is a game dominated by vital ghosts; it's a fraternity, like no other we have of the active and the no longer so, the living and the dead.
Every hitter likes fastballs, just like everybody likes ice cream.
If it weren't for baseball, many kids wouldn't know what a millionaire looked like.
Baseball is too much of a sport to be called a business, and too much of a business to be called a sport.
Don't tell me about the world. Not today. It's springtime and they're knocking baseball around fields where the grass is damp and green in the morning and the kids are trying to hit the curve ball.
A mystique of history and heritage surrounds the New York Yankees.
Baseball fans love numbers. They love to swirl them around their mouths like Bordeaux wine.
Back then, my idol was Bugs Bunny, because I saw a cartoon of him playing ball - you know, the one where he plays every position himself with nobody else on the field but him? Now that I think of it, Bugs is still my idol.
Going to bed with a woman never hurt a ball player. It's staying up all night looking for them that does you in.
I don't love baseball. I don't love most of today's players.
Baseball is reassuring. It makes me feel as if the world is not going to blow up.
You gotta be a man to play baseball for a living, but you gotta have a lot of little boy in you too.
I believe in the Church of Baseball. I tried all the major religions and most of the minor ones.
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