I Love What I Do.

Baseball Is A Tongue-tied Kid From Georgia Growing Up To Be An Announcer And Praising The Lord For Showing Him The Way To Cooperstown. This Is A Game For America. Still A Game For America, This Baseball!

Anything Can Happen. That's The Beauty Of Creating.

Wheaties Was The Big Sponsor In Those Days (1940s). They Sponsored Almost All The Baseball Games In The Majors And The Minors. That Was A Lot Of Wheaties. I Think There Were Twenty-four Boxes In A Case And Some Of These Guys Were Hitting Twenty-five And Thirty Home Runs A Season. We Had A Dog In Those Days Named Blue Grass And The Players Used To Give Us Their Wheaties For Him. Blue Grass Loved Wheaties And So Did I.

I Praise The Lord Here Today. I Know That All My Talent And All My Ability Comes From Him, And Without Him I'm Nothing And I Thank Him For His Great Blessing.

Baseball Is A Rookie, His Experience No Bigger Than The Lump In His Throat As He Begins Fulfillment Of His Dream.