I've Got To Be First.

Walter Johnson's Fastball Looked About The Size Of A Watermelon Seed And It Hissed At You As It Passed.

Don't Come Home A Failure.

I Had To Fight All My Life To Survive. They Were All Against Me, But I Beat The Bastards And Left Them In The Ditch.

The Base Paths Belonged To Me, The Runner. The Rules Gave Me The Right. I Always Went Into A Bag Full Speed, Feet First. I Had Sharp Spikes On My Shoes. If The Baseman Stood Where He Had No Business To Be And Got Hurt, That Was His Fault.

I've Got To Be First. All The Time.