I hit an inside-the-park home run! I beat it out! Can you believe that?
Every Strike is one step closer to a Home Run
It’s hard to beat a person that never gives up.
What the hell difference does it make?
How to hit home runs: I swing as hard as I can, and I try to swing right through the ball… The harder you grip the bat, the more you can swing it through the ball, and the farther the ball will go. I swing big, with everything I’ve got. I hit big or I miss big. I like to live as big as I can.
I won’t be happy until we have every boy in America between the ages of six and sixteen wearing a glove and swinging a bat.
If it wasn’t for baseball, I’d be in either the penitentiary or the cemetery. I have the same violent temper my father and older brother had. Both died of injuries from street fights in Baltimore, fights begun by flare-ups of their tempers.
You know this baseball game of ours comes up from the youth – that means the boys. And after you’ve been a boy, and grow up to know how to play ball, then you come to the boys you see representing themselves today in our national pastime.
I had only one superstition. I made sure to touch all the bases when I hit a home run.
(Ty) Cobb is a prick. But he sure can hit. God Almighty, that man can hit.
I hear the cheers when they roared and the jeers when they echoed.
If you want to hit home runs, you’ve go to swing a lot.