Why is there no respect for Joaquin Andujar?

That's why I don't talk. Because I talk too much.

You can sum up the game of baseball in one word: 'You never know.'

I throw the ball ninety-two miles an hour, but they hit it back just as hard.

There is one word in America that says it all, and that one word is, 'You never know.

I don't know why sportswriters always have to write bad things about Joaquin Andujar.

There is one word in America that says it all, and that one word is, 'You never know.'

There are three-hundred thousand sportswriters and they're all against me. Every one of them.

I tell you what. 85 percent of the sportswriters think I'm stupid or a clown or something. They think I'm crazy.

You can't worry if it's cold; you can't worry if it's hot; you only worry if you get sick. Because then if you don't get well, you die.

How can I play baseball if I'm stupid? If I was stupid I wouldn't have pitched in the World Series. I'd be playing ball in Mexico or Yugoslavia or on Pluto.

If I was crazy, I'd throw the ball into the stands with the bases loaded. Now, that's crazy. If I was stupid, I'd throw the ball into center field with the bases loaded and a 3-2 count on the hitter. Now, that's stupid.

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