Vietnam helped me realize who the true heroes really are in this world. It's not the home-run hitters.

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I never did allow anything to keep me from my kids. They're the most important part of my life.

I was always a self-proclaimed poor slider.

I love September, especially when we're in it.

You only have a few years to play this game and you can't play it if you're all tied up in knots.

I would always reserve a special place in my heart for Pittsburgh.

I flailed my arm in a throwing motion before I could even walk.

Judgment traps you within the limitations of your comparisons. It inhibits freedom.

I've always been a slave to my heart.

I was the most powerful left-handed hitter in the Alameda area.

To me, baseball has always been a reflection of life. Like life, it adjusts. It survives everything.

Reporters often forget that athletes are human beings.

I always said that when it was time to retire, I would know it, and I would just tip my hat to the crowds.

I found myself in a race with Mother Nature to play as much baseball as I could before she forced me to stop.

We all wore a 21 patch that one season as a silent tribute to our deceased teammate Roberto.