I've said it once and I'll say it a a hundred times, I'm forty-four years old.

I use my single windup, my double windup, my triple windup, my hesitation windup, my no windup. I also use my step-n-pitch-it, my submariner, my sidearmer, and…

If a man can beat you, walk him.

I never threw an illegal pitch. The trouble is, once in a while I toss one that ain't never been seen by this generation.

The name was a fluke. A joke. It started when I was doing A Christmas Carol in San Diego. We'd sit backstage and talk about names we'd never give our children,…

I am never quite sure whether I am one of the cinema's elder statesmen or just the oldest whore on the beat.

On the infrequent occasions when I have been called upon in a formal place to play the bongo drums, the introducer never seems to find it necessary to mention …