- I was miserable. Twelve years I was with New York, three in the minors, nine in the majors. I loved those guys and it killed me to beat them. My uniform might have said Los Angeles, but in my heart I was always a Yankee.
- When I played for the White Sox, my grandmother thought everyone in the crowed was going boo. I said: 'No, Grandma, it's all right. They like me. They're saying Moose.' She was so relieved.
- When I was about 8 years old living in Chicago, my grandfather gave all the haircuts to his grandchildren. He shaved off all my hair. I was completely bald. When I got outside, all the older fellows around the neighborhood started calling me Mussolini. At that time, he was the dictator of Italy. So after that, in grammar school, high school, and college, everybody called me Moose.
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