We noticed he missed a few games. Turns out he had heart surgery.
I didn't get a lot of awards as a player. But they did have a Bob Uecker Day Off for me once in Philly.
I set records that will never be equaled. In fact, I hope 90 of them don't even get printed.
When I looked at the third base coach, he turned his back on me.
Sporting goods companies pay me not to endorse their products.
In 1962 I was named Minor League Player of the Year. It was my second season in the bigs.
One time, I got pulled over at four AM. I was fined seventy-five dollars for being intoxicated and four-hundred for being with the Phillies.
I signed with the Milwaukee Braves for three-thousand dollars. That bothered my dad at the time because he didn't have that kind of dough. But he eventually scraped it up.
I led the league in Go get 'em next time.
That's not a bad rap on players today. Everything in the game has changed.
The way to catch a knuckleball is to wait until it stops rolling and then pick it up.
Career highlights I had two. I got an intentional walk from Sandy Koufax and I got out of a rundown against the Mets.
I had slumps that lasted into the winter.
If a guy hits .300 every year, what does he have to look forward to I always tried to stay around .190, with three or four RBI. And I tried to get them all in September. That way I always had something to talk about during the winter.
It's been great. I'd like to do this again 50 years from now when I get to 100. Wherever I am, dig me up. Bring me back here. A couple times around the warning track and take me back to the hole where you picked me up.
The MRI scan looked like I had swallowed a cantaloupe. It was an abdominal aortic aneurysm. I was shocked because, except for the back pain, I felt good.
Sure, women sportswriters look when they're in the clubhouse. Read their stories. How else do you explain a capital letter in the middle of a word
He's what, 38 years old But he's still there, man. He's still got that same swing. He's got pop. You make a mistake on that guy, he's going to stink you. I mean, he's going to hurt you.
In those days, your contract for the next year was based on your innings pitched.
When I came up to bat with three men on and two outs in the ninth, I looked in the other team's dugout and they were already in street clothes.
The night has been splendid. I can think of no place else I would rather be as a player, as a broadcaster, or as a citizen than right here in Milwaukee.
Baseball hasn't forgotten me. I go to a lot of old-timers games and I haven't lost a thing. I sit in the bullpen and let people throw things at me. Just like old times.
I knew when my career was over. In 1965 my baseball card came out with no picture.
Let's face it. Umpiring is not an easy or happy way to make a living. In the abuse they suffer, and the pay they get for it, you see an imbalance that can only be explained by their need to stay close to a game they can't resist.
Anybody with ability can play in the big leagues. But to be able to trick people year in and year out the way I did, I think that was a much greater feat.