I was the most powerful left-handed hitter in the Alameda area.
I was always a self-proclaimed poor slider.
Simple pleasures were all the pleasures that I knew as a child.
I loved to hit with men on base and with the game on the line.
We all wore a 21 patch that one season as a silent tribute to our deceased teammate Roberto.
I love September, especially when we're in it.
I would always reserve a special place in my heart for Pittsburgh.
I don't really feel that I deserve all my applause.
You only have a few years to play this game and you can't play it if you're all tied up in knots.
I always said that when it was time to retire, I would know it, and I would just tip my hat to the crowds.
Judgment traps you within the limitations of your comparisons. It inhibits freedom.
I've witnessed thousands of superior athletes try to becomes hitters and fail at it.
Reporters often forget that athletes are human beings.
The Giants were a good team, but our biggest enemy was said to be Candlestick Park.
