I'd have Van Gogh'ed him. I threw him his last home run and thought I'd be remembered forever. A few million years from now the sun will burn out and lose its gravitational pull. The earth will turn into a giant snowball and be hurled through space. When that happens it won't matter if I get this guy out.
Baseball is the belly-button of our society.
I can get off on a really good helmet throw. That was real baseball. We weren't playing for money. The other day they asked me about mandatory drug testing. I said I believed in drug testing a long time ago.