I'm a big fan of curling, follow all the major world events. Watch all four Tennis majors.
The Great Gatsby, the finest novel ever written.
It is hard to compare the eras, but Joe Jackson and Ty Cobb from the past, Sandy Koufax and Roger Clements from the present.
I can still put down some pretty nasty stuff on paper, which is what I enjoy doing.
I don't have time to read nonfiction.
Found a good voice and took advantage of it. Each of my specialties was like a prospector discovering a vein of gold. I worked each until the vein was exhausted.
At one time I'd been to every park except Baltimore and Houston, but can't even keep track of who plays where these days.
My dad talked a good game. [I'm as a] child got only the World Series on the radio.
Curt Flood, of course, was in a class by himself, a true hero.
I lost my wife Barbara to cancer few years ago. I would give whatever time I have left to spend one more day with her.
I've played [Scrabble] tournaments for about 20 years. My daughter, Erin, who lives with me, also travels to tournaments. While I'm not a top division player, I've won a number of tournaments.
Discovered W. Somerset Maugham in about 5th grade. Didn't understand the plots, but loved the descriptions.
In the 70s and 80s, I made a good living. Have managed my funds carefully, will never have to go out and cadge quarters from the tourists.
I was lucky to get one good adaptation. Field of Dreams the Musical is lurking in the wings. Hope it will provide my daughters with a ton of money someday.
Basketball is the worst sport. They need to raise the basket at least two feet.
Until Color TV came along, BW TV was too muddy to be enjoyable.
[Mid-list writers are now] less greed on the part of both publishers and chain booksellers. It is easier for them to publish and sell only blockbusters and leave the real work to small presses.
Yogi Berra, Bill Lee, they were irreverent, poked fun at the stodgy owners and managers.
I became exclusively an American League fan when they instituted the DH rule, and will remain so until the National League moves out of the dark ages.
Have never been a minor league fan.
1946, if my memory is correct. Harry "The Cat" Brecheen went against the Red Sox in Game 7. I stayed home to listen, practically had my head inside the radio.
The crack of the bat, the sound of baseballs thumping into gloves, the infield chatter are like birdsong to the baseball starved.
Most writers are unhappy with film adaptations of their work, and rightly so. 'Field of Dreams,' however, caught the spirit and essence of 'Shoeless Joe' while making the necessary changes to make the work more visual.
It is the same game that Moonlight Graham played in 1905. It is a living part of history, like calico dresses, stone crockery, and threshing crews eating at outdoor tables. It continually reminds us of what was, like an Indian-head penny in a handful of new coins.
The law is like rope...useful, necessary, strong, but it can be bent and twisted into all kinds of shapes depending on the occasion.
