I Had It All And Blew It.

If The World Series Was On The Line And I Could Pick One Pitcher To Pitch The Game, I'd Choose Whitey Ford Every Time.

After A Play In The Field Casey Would Turn (to The Players On The Bench) And Say 'what Did He Do Wrong?' Or 'you're Better Than That Guy.' Either Way, He'd Keep Them From Getting Stale.

When I First Came To Yankee Stadium I Used To Feel Like The Ghosts Of Babe Ruth And Lou Gehrig Were Walking Around In There.

I Can't Play Any More. I Can't Hit The Ball When I Need To. I Can't Steal Second When I Need To. I Can't Go From First To Third When I Need To. I Can't Score From Second When I Need To. I Have To Quit.

I Never Understood How Someone Who Was Dying Could Say He Was The Luckiest Man In The World, But Now I Understand.