Bill Veeck Quotes

People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.

Baseball has been my favorite sport all my life.

I miss baseball.

I really missed the East Coast. I love living in Hawaii, but I miss the changing of seasons.

You have to remember that baseball really was the American pastime in the Forties, not football, basketball or any other sport.

Basketball, hockey and track meets are action heaped upon action, climax upon climax, until the onlooker's responses become deadened. Baseball is for the leisurely afternoons of summer and for the unchanging dreams.

I have a sequence to my creative life. In spring and fall, I am above ground and commit to community. In the summer, I'm outside. It is a time for family. And in the winter, I am underground. Home. This is when I do my work as a writer - in hibernation. I write with the bears.

Baseball is fathers and sons. Football is brothers beating each other up in the backyard.

Seasonal change in Los Angeles is often a very subtle thing. It's not as if we finally stop having to shovel the snow out of our driveways and can put our parkas back in the closet.

Watching guys win the World Series looks like a lot of fun. I'd kind of like to do that.

I played hockey in the winter, and then I would play golf in the summer. But I always knew I'd be a golfer.

I'm excited to be a Padre.

I am a fan of winter sports.

The season is very long.

I think the most important thing is that World Series.

Who knows how many times I'm going to get to go to the World Series? I know more than anybody how hard it is to get there.

I miss playing baseball. Just being able to swing the bat, or run, or dive for a ball, or slide into second. If I could even do that in a softball league, I would never miss anything about baseball. I don't miss the crowds or the travel or even being in the big leagues. I just miss being able to take batting practice and being able to swing as hard as I can. That's all I miss.

I have often thought, says Sir Roger, it happens very well that Christmas should fall out in the middle of Winter.

Winter, which, being full of care, makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare.

Dull winter will re-appear.

Baseball is for the leisurely afternoons of summer and for the unchanging dreams.

The Mets are gonna be amazing.

Climate of Egypt in winter is the reign of spring upon earth, & summer in the air, and tranquility in the heat.

The grim frost is at hand, when apples will fall thick, almost thunderous, on the hardened earth.