They broke it to me gently. The manager came up to me before a game and told me they didn’t allow visitors in the clubhouse.

Sporting goods companies pay me not to endorse their products.

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.

Anyone with talent can play in the Major Leagues; for someone like me to stay around as long as I did, I think that’s a much greater achievement.

I had slumps that lasted into the winter.

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 hit a grand slam off Ron Herbel and when his manager Herman Franks came out to get him, he was bringing Herbel’s suitcase.

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...

I knew when my career was over. In 1965 my baseball card came out with no picture.

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?

[As the broadcaster Harry Doyle in the movie] Major League, … just a bit outside.

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.

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...

In those days, your contract for the next year was based on your innings pitched.

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...

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.

The way to catch a knuckleball is to wait until the ball stops rolling and then to pick it up.

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.

Of course I do, Howie. If you had a truck and you gave it to me, that would be a truck-you-lent.

When I looked at the third base coach, he turned his back on me.

The highlight of my career? In ’67 with St. Louis, I walked with the bases loaded to drive in the winning run in an inter-squad game in spring training.

You get a little wood carving knife in case you want to alter them,

I led the league in “Go get ’em next time.”

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.

That’s not a bad rap on players today. Everything in the game has changed.

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.

People don’t know this but I helped the Cardinals win the pennant. I came down with hepatitis. The trainer injected me with it.

We noticed he missed a few games. Turns out he had heart surgery.

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.

Career highlights? I had two. I got an intentional walk from Sandy Koufax and I got out of a rundown against the Mets.

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...

In 1962 I was named Minor League Player of the Year. It was my second season in the bigs.

I set records that will never be equaled. In fact, I hope 90% of them don’t even get printed.