Quotes About Baseball

Fans will also notice another link to the Bronx - the field's dimensions are an exact replica of Yankee Stadium, measuring 318 feet down the left-field line, 408 feet to center field, and 314 feet down the right field line.

A total of 56 members of the National Baseball Hall of Fame have been associated with the New York Yankees at one time or another as a player, manager, or front office executive - the highest representation of any other team.

1932) That season, the Yankees scored at least one run in every game played, becoming the only team in major league history to avoid being shut out over an entire season.

Baseball was rooted not just in the past but in the culture of the country; it was celebrated in the nation's literature and songs. When a poor American boy dreamed of escaping his grim life, his fantasy probably involved becoming a professional baseball player. It was not so much the national sport as the binding national myth.

With the Irishmen at bat the dog acts as a charm. He sits at the far end of the dugout. Whoever touches him on his way to the plate will have luck with hi as he swings. Each batter leaving the dugout places his hand on London's head.

The manager gave him a copy of the contract. From a carbon he read aloud, "'In addition said player will be permitted to convey his German shepherd dog on all road trips in his own conveyance.'" He laughed, "A clause to make baseball history. When do we see this famous dog?" "You'll meet him tonight. He'll be on the field.

Chuck swore he would never leave him again so long as he lived. He lost his own sense of failure in making it up to London for the blow he had dealt him. London responded in a way far beyond anything Chuck could have expected. As a result, Chuck Eisenmann, with London, found a new career crowned by success beyond his highest hopes in the world of baseball.

(Ty) Cobb is a prick. But he sure can hit. God Almighty, that man can hit.

God watches over drunks and third baseman.

When I was a little kid, I wanted to be a baseball player. This is something I think about. The more I think about it, I'm convinced that God wanted me to play baseball.

I said I'm going to hit the next one right over the flagpole. God must have been with me.

Baseball for me was instinctive, born within me, given to me as a gift from God.

God blessed me by putting me here for thirty-one years at Michigan and Trumbull.

God, I hope I wear this jersey forever.

If God wanted football played in the spring, he would not have invented baseball.

Winthrop and his shipmates and their children and their children's children just wrote their own books and pretty much kept their noses in them up until the day God created the Red Sox.

The Maker of the universe with stars a hundred thousand light-years apart was interested, furious, and very personal about it if a small boy played baseball on Sunday afternoon.

Every big leaguer and his wife should teach their children to pray, God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, and God bless Babe Ruth.

God has given me a lot of ability to play the game of baseball.

I was going as soon as the ball hit the bat, it was lucky that it was a chopper. I just ran and hoped to God I was safe.

It's the fans that need spring training. You gotta get them interested. Wake them up and let them know that their season is coming, the good times are gonna roll.

Well, you know, Pudge Rodriguez, obviously is as good as it gets.

Baseball has been very good to me.

One game, one pitch can change everything for a hitter. The way I like to approach it is that every at-bat is its own unique opportunity to go out there and do something really good.