You Just Can't Imagine The

No One Hit Home Runs The Way Babe (ruth) Did. They Were Something Special. They Were Like Homing Pigeons. The Ball Would Leave The Bat, Pause Briefly, Suddenly Gain Its Bearings, Then Take Off For The Stands.

He Knew He Was Joe Dimaggio, And He Knew What That Meant To The Country.

I'd Rather Be Lucky Than Good

I Talked To The Ball A Lot Of Times In My Career. I Yelled, "go Foul. Go Foul."

Hell, Lou (gehrig) It Took Fifteen Years To Get You Out Of A Game. Sometimes I'm Out In Fifteen Minutes.