I'd Rather Be Lucky Than Good

No One Hit Home Runs The Way Babe (ruth) Did. They Were Something Special. They Were Like Homing Pigeons. The Ball Would Leave The Bat, Pause Briefly, Suddenly Gain Its Bearings, Then Take Off For The Stands.

I'd Rather Not Throw The Ball At All.

I Had Been Having Trouble With My Eyes. One Day My Glasses Fogged Up While I Was Pitching, But When I Cleaned Them And Looked At The Plate And Saw Foxx Clearly, It Frightened Me So Much I Never Wore Them Again.

He Knew He Was Joe Dimaggio, And He Knew What That Meant To The Country.

We Lost 14 Straight. Then We Had A Game Rained Out And It Felt So Good We Had A Victory Dinner.