You can only milk a cow so long, then you’re left holding the pail
You can only milk a cow so long, then you’re left holding the pail.
You can only milk a cow so long, then you’re left holding the pail.
Didn’t come up here to read. Came up here to hit.
I don’t feel right unless I have a sport to play or at least a way to work up a sweat.
The triple is the most exciting play in baseball. Home runs win a lot of games, but I never understood why fans are so obsessed with them.
On the field, blacks have been able to be super giants. But, once our playing days are over, this is the end of it and we go back to the back of the bus again.
I never smile when I have a bat in my hands. That’s when you’ve got to be serious. When I get out on the field, nothing’s a joke to me. I don’t feel like I should walk around with a smile on my face.
I’m hoping someday that some kid, black or white, will hit more home runs than myself. Whoever it is, I’d be pulling for him.
The pitcher has got only a ball. I’ve got a bat. So the percentage in weapons is in my favor and I let the fellow with the ball do the fretting.
Guessing what the pitcher is going to throw is 80% of being a successful hitter. The other 20% is just execution.
I never doubted my ability, but when you hear all your life you’re inferior, it makes you wonder if the other guys have something you’ve never seen before. If they do, I’m still looking for it.