#baseball

I can honestly say it took two full years for me to get over the fact that I was no longer a baseball player. ↗

— Nolan Ryan

#baseball #baseball player #fact #full #get

In baseball, there's always the next day. ↗

— Ryne Sandberg

#baseball #day #next

Making love is like hitting a baseball. You just gotta relax and concentrate. ↗

— Susan Sarandon

#concentrate #gotta #hitting #just #like

The money I saved during baseball was probably all gone. I'm tapped out. ↗

— Curt Schilling

#during #gone #i #money #out

Opening day. All you have to do is say the words and you feel the shutters thrown wide, the room air out, the light pour in. In baseball, no other day is so pure with possibility. No scores yet, no losses, no blame or disappointment. No hangover, at least until the game's over. ↗

— Mary Schmich

#baseball #blame #day #disappointment #feel

That's what happens when you're thirty-seven years old: you do the things you always did but the result is somehow different. ↗

— Michael Lewis

#baseball #moneyball #age

When McGwire started the home run mania, attendance came back. The owners understood that the sudden spike in homers wasn't accidental. All baseball knew it. But baseball is run on money, and home runs meant money. Baseball turned a blind eye. ↗

— Gary Sheffield

#attendance #back #baseball #blind #blind eye

In spring training prior to his 1995 rookie season, Chipper was already so confident in who he was as a player that he famously deadpanned to veteran slugger Fred McGriff, after the Crime Dog grounded into an inning-ending double play, these two words: “Rally killer.” His confidence carried over to the field, just as it had since he began playing as a kid—he batted .265, and he led all rookies with 23 home runs, 87 runs, and 86 RBIs. Hideo Nomo was Rookie of the Year for the Dodgers, but Chipper and the Braves were World Champions. ↗

— Tucker Elliot

#baseball #chipper-jones #home

DiMaggio's grace came to represent more than athletic skill in those years. To the men who wrote about the game, it was a talisman, a touchstone, a symbol of the limitless potential of the human individual. That an Italian immigrant, a fisherman's son, could catch fly balls the way Keats wrote poetry or Beethoven wrote sonatas was more than just a popular marvel. It was proof positive that democracy was real. On the baseball diamond, if nowhere else, America was truly a classless society. DiMaggio's grace embodied the democracy of our dreams. ↗

— David Halberstam

#democracy #dreams

I like watching baseball as much as my grandma’s left ear is loud. (She’d probably give her right ear for a left ear that wasn’t soundproof). 
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— Jarod Kintz

#baseball-is-boring #ear #grandma #grandmother #loud