Baseball

"I once loved this game, but after being traded four times, I realize that it's nothing but a business. I treat my horses better than the owners treat us. Its a shame they've destroyed my love for the game."

"I love baseball. You know, it doesn't have to mean anything. It's just very beautiful to watch."

"Baseball is a simple game. If you have good players and if you keep them in the right frame of mind, then the manager is a success. The players make the manager. It's never the other way."

"The game of baseball is like wrestling with your dad in that, at any given point, your dad will make you feel, "I got him." But as soon as you do a cheap elbow and have the idea, "I'm going to take advantage of this situation," before you know it, you are on your back and feeling his entire weight and he's staring right in your eyes going, "Always remember that at any given time I can do this.""

"Baseball can be summed up in one word — youneverknow."

"Isn't this a silly game? People throw balls and people swing bats."

"Baseball is not life itself, although the resemblance keeps coming up. It's probably a good idea to keep the two sorted out, but old fans, if they're anything like me, can't help noticing how cunningly our game replicates the larger schedule, with its beguiling April optimism; the cheerful roughhouse of June; the grinding, serious, unending (surely) business of midsummer; the September settling of accounts, when hopes must be traded in for philosophies or brave smiles; and then the abrupt running-down of autumn, when we wish for - almost demand - a prolonged and glittering final adventure just before the curtain."

"Baseball is easy to fathom, not like football, which people explain to me at great length and I understand for one brief moment before it all falls apart in my brain and looks like an ominous calculus problem. The tension in baseball comes in spurts between long waits where everyone can forget about it, a perfectly lifelike rhythm."

"Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball."

"I've gotten so disgusted with baseball, I don't follow it anymore. I just see the headlines and turn my head away in shame from what we have done with our most interesting game and best, healthiest pastime. [...] It's a matter of contention perpetually, bad behavior by all sorts of people in authority in the game. And, of course, the commercialization is beyond anything that was ever thought of, the overvaluing, really, of the game itself. It's out of proportion to the place an entertainment ought to have. Other things are similarly commercialized and out of proportion. But for baseball, which is so intimately connected with the nation's spirit and tradition, it's a disaster."

"Baseball leads its fans through various aspects of mental skill development—pattern recognition, numerical calculation, correlation, inferencing, understanding of uncertainty, probability, risk and reward. It also teaches that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. In baseball as in other fields, as soon as we master received wisdom, we tend to assume we know more than we do. It’s one thing to be conversant in a field, but it’s entirely another to grasp the limits of one’s own understanding. Baseball has taught me many times that I’ve been quite wrong about something, after I had been utterly convinced by my detailed knowledge that I must be right. Expertise does not automatically confer wisdom, or even correctness."

"Nearly everyone's son wants to be a baseball player. Why not? What other profession could he choose where he can slide around in the dirt, never work when it rains and spit whenever he wants?"

"You see, you spend a good piece of your life gripping as baseball and in the end, it turns out that it was the other way around all the time."

"Look, if Barry Bonds gets into the Hall of Fame, he deserves it. If Barry Bonds does not get into the Hall of Fame, he deserves it."

"Baseball is just the great American pastime. I try to figure out what it is. I think it's the joy of feeling a part of, more than other sports -- wondering whether the guy's going to walk the hitter on purpose, wondering if the steal sign is on, wondering if he's going to bring in a relief pitcher ... The fan somehow feels more a part of the game sitting in the stands ... A lot of them are faster moving, but, in baseball, I get caught up in what I'd do if I were managing. The game seems to move along pretty good ... but I don't even mind when it drags."

"You have to be a man to be a big leaguer, but you have to have a lot of little boy in you, too."

"The baseball mania has run its course. It has no future as a professional endeavor."

"I carried this rubber ball with me all the time. I squeezed it to strengthen my fingers and wrists and my friend and I would walk to and from school throwing the rubber ball back and forth. Many times at night, I laid in the bed and threw the ball against the ceiling and caught it. Baseball was my whole life. I would forget to eat because of baseball and one time my mother wanted to punish me. She started to burn my bat, but I got it out of the fire and saved it. Many times today she tells me how wrong she was and how right I was to want to play baseball. I bought my parents their home in Puerto Rico and gave them possessions they never thought they’d ever see. All from baseball."

"I am having a plaque put on the front of my house. It will say, "To God, Mother, Father and Baseball.""

"Baseball is a human enterprise. Therefore, by definition, it’s imperfect, it’s flawed, it doesn’t embody perfectly everything that’s worthwhile about our country or about our culture. But it comes closer than most things in American life. And maybe this story, which is probably apocryphal, gets to the heart of it: An Englishman and an American having an argument about something that has nothing to do with baseball. It gets to the point where it’s irreconcilable, to the point of exasperation, and the American says to the Englishman, "Ah, screw the king!" And the Englishman is taken aback, thinks for a minute and says, "Well, screw Babe Ruth!" Now think about that. The American thinks he can insult the Englishman by casting aspersions upon a person who has his position by virtue of nothing except for birth; nothing to do with personal qualities, good, bad or otherwise. But who does the Englishman think embodies America? Some scruffy kid who came from the humblest of beginnings, hung out as a six-year-old behind his father’s bar; a big, badly flawed, swashbuckling palooka, who strides with great spirit — not just talent, but with a spirit of possibility and enjoyment of life across the American stage. That’s an American to the Englishman. You give me Babe Ruth over any king who’s ever sat on the throne and I’ll be happy with that trade."

"Yes, I know all about Eri Yoshida and the fact that she’s the first female professional baseball player in Japan having been signed to the "Kobe 9 Cruise" at age 16, and currently playing for the Chico Outlaws in California. Her qualifications? She pitches a sidearm knuckleball that has been clocked at about 53 mph. Her other pitches come in at around 61 mph. It's not likely she’ll be striking out the likes of Ichiro with that. Still, it’s a hopeful sign, a girl on a baseball team."

"Then there’s Jackie Mitchell. In 1931, while signed to the Chattanooga Lookouts of the Southern Association’s Double-A league, she pitched in an exhibition game against the New York Yankees. First batter she faced and struck out? Babe Ruth. The second? Lou Gehrig. Not too shabby for a one-pitch wonder who had a nasty 12-6 curveball and great control."

"Toni Stone played second base for a lot of years, beginning with a semi-pro men’s team when she was just 15, and wound up in the Negro Leagues, where a female ball player in the 30s was no more welcome than her black male counterparts were in MLB."

"When I was a small boy in Kansas, a friend of mine and I went fishing and as we sat there in the warmth of the summer afternoon on a river bank, we talked about what we wanted to do when we grew up. I told him that I wanted to be a real major league baseball player, a genuine professional like Honus Wagner. My friend said that he'd like to be president of the United States. Neither of us got our wish."

"It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone."

"The only form in which baseball is truly interesting is the typographical form. Rice, Lardner, Hanna, Fullerton and the other arch-deceivers seem to be in a gigantic conspiracy to keep the public well fooled. It is a successful conspiracy, too. They write such entertaining yarns about baseball that it makes you want to see a game; then, when you do see it, you are so anxious to read what they are going to say about it that you forget you've been bored. Thus you are caught in a vicious circle. To put it briefly, baseball is the dullest of all sports. I have never been able to understand why the clergymen want to prevent its being played on Sunday; there is so little about the game to distract one's attention that the grandstand is the ideal place for meditation and prayer."

"Baseball is very big with my people. It figures. It's the only time we can get to shake a bat at a white man without starting a riot."

"I listened to the Axis radio. Tokyo Rose said, and she quoted American sources, that Negroes were good enough to serve in the American Army, but they weren't good enough to pitch in the American Big League baseball. And they broadcast this not only to our own troops but also to the billion and a half colored peoples of the earth."

"“In baseball, democracy shines its clearest,” he later wrote. “The only race that matters is the race to the bat. The creed is the rulebook; color merely something to distinguish one team’s uniform from another.”"

"Some people give their bodies to science; I give mine to baseball."

"You know what baseball is? It's playing cards, sleeping, watching TV. Dress. Batting practice. Fool around with the fans. Joke with teammates. Football is a little different. Before the game, everybody sits on the floor, quietly, thinking whose head they're going to take off."

"Speed alone doesn't count, while strength alone isn't of much value. You've got to use your head. The team with the noodle is the one that invariably wins in the long run. The theme of baseball is much like that of prize fighting. Speed and strength must be mixed thoroughly with brains."

"Baseball is But a Game of Life First base of Egotism, Second base of overconfidence, Third base of indifference, Home Plate of honest achievement. A good many men lose by reason of pop-flies; the short-stop of public opinion frequently nips short the career of a man who fails to connect with the ball of life with a good sound wallop. The winner is the man who knocks the horse-hide of opportunity loose with the bat of honest effort. When you have batted for the last, made the rounds of the bases and successfully negotiated home-plate, may we hope to hear the Umpire of LIFE, which after all is the esteem of friends and acquaintances, call to you that you’re safe."

"Given good eyes and average physical strength, any boy can learn to bat."

"Baseball is older than the American nation itself. There are tales about Abner Doubleday's "devising" the game at Coopertown, New York, in 1839. But long before General George Washington struck out Lord Cornwallis at Yorktown, sports-hungry American colonists living along the eastern seaboard were playing it. Robert W. Henderson, a sportsman who is also an executive officer of the New York Public Library, has produced inimpeachable evidence to show that the game is closely related to the old West England sport of rounders, and that there was a baseball game in England as early as 1744."

"The game quickly worked its way over the Allegheny mountains and across the western prairies until soon it obtained a permanent footing in every town and village in the land. It achieved its most lasting popularity before radio and paved roads destroyed the isolation of the American small town. In those days baseball was the most popular game at recess at the little frame country school and also the two-story brick town school. It also furnished a clean and exciting Sunday afternoon recreation for hundreds of active young men who had no other outlet for muscular energy, and also for thousands of spectators who proudly followed their nines to the small plank grandstands at the edge of the village or in the vacant lots of the cities, and, while supporting them zealously and vociferously, acquired for themselves health and pleasure and an escape from the routine boredom of their own lives that was an invaluable tonic as they faced their jobs the following Monday morning."

"Now its rootage and growth are even more vast. Not only do the major and minor leagues play to larger crowds than ever before, but baseball has spawned a lusty manchild- softball- that leads the nation in outdoor sports attendance. Other nations have adopted baseball. The Japanese player is learning fast. Already he is a skillful fielder and an alert base-runner. American teams touring Japan report that nearly everybody there is playing baseball. Japanese youngsters are on their way to the baseball grounds early in the morning and play all day. A game was played in the rain at Kokura in 1934 at which eleven thousand spectators knelt in the outfield in water up to their hips. Twenty thousand saw this game and some were at the gates as early as five o'clock in the morning."

"Of any tradition outside of our Constitution, that is our tradition, baseball."

"Baseball has an inner beauty. It is not governed by time. [...] Baseball, in crucial moments, is often a contact sport, with men on the bases. But if you sit back and just look, you're seeing the most orderly and the most classic game, I believe, in the world. This is why you cannot photograph it. You cannot put it on television and make it as exciting as the other sports. It's too big a range and you have the flattening out on the screen. You lose all the kinetic energy."

"Baseball is a slow, boring, complex, cerebral game that doesn't lend itself to histrionics. You "take in" a baseball game, something odd to say about a football or basketball game, with the clock running and the bodies flying."

"Bo would come out to the baseball games and yell at me. He'd yell, "You're a sissy. You're a big sissy. You're hitting a ball that can't hit back. Come out and hit a man that can hit you back.""

"Baseball, the most statistics-afflicted sport there is, is fair game for amateur decision-making buffs to second-guess, and it is truly amazing (at least to this author) how many of the hallowed traditions don’t stand up to reasonable scrutiny."

"I have never known a day when I didn't learn something new about this game."

"Baseball is still a sport. Professional football is a cult. A whole way of life and values has grown up around it and its demands are heavy. To forego the exhibition games is to fail a loyalty test. Not to possess Redskins season tickets spells a fatal absence of status, only slightly less damaging than never being seen in the owner's box. Nobody keeps score on you at a baseball game. Come or don't come, it's up to you. You don't have to go to clinic or brunch or post-game celebration or wake. You can be a Red Sox fan and still be a free American. Baseball is what we used to be. Football is what we have become."

"Why, certainly I'd like to have a fellow who hits a home run every time at bat, who strikes out every opposing batter when he's pitching and who is always thinking about two innings ahead. The only trouble is to get him to put down his cup of beer, come down out of the stands, and do those things."

"Now, don't get me wrong. I like baseball. I played it when I was growing up — my hero was Roberto Clemente. But you have to be a die-hard fan for baseball. What are there — 162 games in baseball? (My wife once asked me: "When does the season start? When does it end?") I just can't keep interested over the long haul. I really don't get interested until it reaches the playoffs and the World Series."

"Baseball is...watching your husband sing "Happy Birthday" to 's mule."

"[B]aseball has to accept that it is now more like classical music than popular music, with football and basketball — and soccer? — being the Justin Biebers and Lady Gagas of sports. Baseball need not hang its head in shame. A lot of things that are good and worthy are not popular. And baseball is plenty popular, for heaven's sake."

"If you build it, he will come."

"Hitting is the most individual thing in sports. In football, a guy blocks for you. In basketball a guy sets a screen for you. In baseball, you're out there by yourself with this round bat and a round ball and you're supposed to hit it square."