I Don't Think I Can

You're Trying Your Damndest, You Strike Out And They Boo You. I Act Like It Doesn't Bother Me, Like I Don't Hear Anything The Fans Say, But The Truth Is I Hear Every Word Of It And It Kills Me.

Philadelphia Is The Only City, Where You Can Experience The Thrill Of Victory And The Agony Of Reading About It The Next Day.

I'm 61 Now, And I'm Comfortable In My Lifestyle... I Don't Yearn For The Limelight On A Regular Basis. I Get A Kick Out Of It Every So Often. I Go To Philly And Go To A Game, And They Make A Big Deal About Me. That's Fun For A Couple Of Days, And I Can Go Back To My Own Private Life.

I Need To Be Out Earning. I Can Make More In Two Hours At A Card Show Than I Did [as A Minor-league Manager] All Year.

If You Could Equate The Amount Of Time And Effort Put In Mentally And Physically Into Succeeding On The Baseball Field And Measured It By The Dirt On Your Uniform, Mine Would Have Been Black.