Philadelphia fans would boo funerals, an Easter egg hunt, a parade of armless war vets and the Liberty Bell.
Never try to snow a snowman.
People keep telling me I never lived up to my potential, that I wasted my talent. . . I just didn't have as much as people thought. I got more ink for doing less than any pitcher who ever lived.
When I lose, I drink, and when I win I celebrate.
Right now I feel that I've got my feet on the ground as far as my head is concerned.
How can a guy win a game if you don't give him any runs?
I regret that I can't sit in the stands and watch me.
