I Never Had A Bad Night In

No One Hit Home Runs The Way Babe (ruth) Did. They Were Something Special. They Were Like Homing Pigeons. The Ball Would Leave The Bat, Pause Briefly, Suddenly Gain Its Bearings, Then Take Off For The Stands.

Only Triple I Ever Got.

When Neil Armstrong First Set Foot On The Moon, He And All The Space Scientists Were Puzzled By An Unidentifiable White Object. I Knew Immediately What It Was. That Was A Home Run Ball Hit Off Me In 1933 By Jimmie Foxx.

The Secret Of My Success Was Clean Living And A Fast Outfield.

Jimmy Foxx Could Hit Me At Midnight With The Lights Out.