Losing sucks. I don't think most people understand how bad it feels.
Let's be clear, I'm one of the thicker bishops in the Church of England.
These fellows in our league lie too much about their ages.
I didn't cost the Series. I cost a game in the regular season.
I was glad to play in the Negro Leagues. I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
I might have had a tough break; but I have an awful lot to live for.
We definitely weren't poor growing up, but we weren't rich.
You don't know that you'll ever have to talk about the skeleton in your closet.
I'll play baseball for the Army or fight for it, whatever they want me to do.
He who has the fastest golf cart never has a bad lie.
I got into pro ball at 18 and played until I was almost 39, non-stop.
I never faced a pitcher with better stuff than Nolan Ryan.
I don't want to embarrass any other catcher by comparing him to Johnny Bench.
I always get a kick out of who is going to be the larger cheering section.
I had thought about landing in the Kremlin, but there wasn't enough space.
I could feel it in my bones, how I missed the heat of my country and the love of my family.
The essence of life is finding something you really love and then making the daily experience worthwhile.
Nothing that has value, real value, has no cost. Not freedom, not food, not shelter, not healthcare.
Our forefathers got it; they got it, man. They took godly principles and they put them into action, and they developed our Constitution - the land of freedom where each man is accountable and responsible for his actions.
I fight, and have fought, for political freedom, for justice and for fairness and freedom of speech.
We also knew it would be difficult, because of the financial condition of the family, for me to go to college.
