Fast Pitch Quotes

The good rising fastball is the best pitch in baseball.

The three most important pitches I threw in my life were all fastballs.

That's when I'm at my best. When I can throw a fastball over in the count, just throw strikes both in and away, it just sets up all my stuff.

(Bob) Feller isn't quite as fast as I was.

It's not fun facing a ball going 97 mph, trust me.

Once (Stan) Musial timed your fastball, your infielders were in jeopardy.

When you pinch-hit, you know you're getting their best guys, and usually it's a reliever and a guy that's got a really good slider or a really good fastball.

When you can throw 97 miles an hour and put the ball over the plate anytime you want, it's fun.

I was always the kind of hitter that if you threw it 92 miles per hour at me, I'd hit it right back at you.

Ken Holtzman could pitch a game in ninety minutes. Wouldn't throw a breaking ball. And he had a great breaking ball.

I'm not trying to strike them out, but there are certain situations, when it's an 0-2 count or a 1-2 count, when I want to have a pitch where I want to strike you out.

He (Sandy Koufax) throws a 'radio ball,' a pitch you hear, but you don't see.

I get a kick out of watching a team defense me. A player moves two steps in one direction and I hit it two steps the other way. It goes right by his glove and I laugh.

The first time I faced him I watched him take that easy windup and then something went past me that made me flinch. The thing just hissed with danger. We couldn't touch him... Every one of us knew we'd met the most powerful arm ever turned loose in a ball park.

Maybe I'm biased because I'm a pitcher, but I think that's pretty cool that a guy can throw a ball 100 miles an hour.

As long as the ball is thrown by a human being, I have the confidence to hit any pitch, no matter how fast it comes.

One curve I'll always remember was when I was pitching for Pittsburgh. Terry Kennedy was a young player with St. Louis. I threw him an 0-2 curve and it snapped. Terry's reaction was to swing straight down, like he was chopping the plate with an axe. It was the last out of the inning. After I ran off the mound, I looked over at the St. Louis dugout. There were players rolling around on the floor, laughing. Poor Terry. I'll have to admit that was a hell of a curveball.

Maybe I'm in the wrong sport. I should go to Australia and play fast-pitch softball.