The Way Things Are Going

October: That's When They Pay Off For Playing Ball.

It's A Fickle Town, A Tough Town. They Getcha, Boy. They Don't Let You Escape With Minor Scratches And Bruises. They Put Scars On You Here.

Please God, Let Me Hit One. I'll Tell Everybody You Did It.

In The Building I Live In On Park Avenue There Are Ten People Who Could Buy The Yankees, But None Of Them Could Hit The Ball Out Of Yankee Stadium.

Fans Don't Boo Nobodies.