I Can't Remember, I Wish

The Greatest Competitor Was Bob Gibson. He Worked So Fast Out There And He Always Had The Hood Up. He Always Wanted To Close His Own Deal. He Never Talked To You Because He Was Battling So Hard. I Sure As Hell Don't Miss Batting Against Him, But I Miss Him In The Game.

I Would Think If Someone Connected To Steroids Made The Hall Of Fame, That Would Enhance My Chances Of Making The Hall Of Fame.

Sure I Do, And If Someone Paid You Six-thousand Dollars A Game, You'd Have Fun As Well.

I Came To Vegas Because I Work 20 Days A Month Here; I Couldn't Live Anywhere Else.

What's The Game Coming To? Evidently The Guys Making All These Rules Never Played The Game Of Baseball.