Bat Quotes

You gotta keep the ball off the fat part of the bat.

The bat is gone, but the smile remains.

And I have a few friends that I think would go to bat for me no matter what. Flea is definitely one of them. Guy Oseary is one of them.

There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families.

I don't understand the whole dating thing. I know right off the bat if I'm interested in someone, and I don't want them to waste their money on me and take me out to eat if I know I'm not interested in that person.

No one hit home runs the way Babe did. They were something special. They were like homing pigeons. The ball would leave the bat, pause briefly, suddenly gain its bearings, then take off for the stands.

I had a bat mitzvah, was confirmed, went to Jewish summer camp, I go to temple for the High Holy Days. I think, like most people in their early 20s, I kind of strayed away from it. I think once I have a family I'll be back into it.

They give you a round bat and they throw you a round ball and they tell you to hit it square.

If Trescothick had tried to get me off the field when batting well, I'd have hit him with my bat.

I've got a right to knock down anybody holding a bat.

All careers go up and down like friendships, like marriages, like anything else, and you can't bat a thousand all the time.

I loved Veronica right off the bat. She was so strong and I think it is so important because there are so few shows that portray women, especially young women, as being strong and being able to stand up for themselves.

The phrase 'off with the crack of the bat', while romantic, is really meaningless, since the outfielder should be in motion long before he hears the sound of the ball meeting the bat.

If a pitcher sees you fiddling with the bat, he'll stall until your arms are tired before you even get a chance to hit.

A full mind is an empty bat.

The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball.

I don't like to sound egotistical, but every time I stepped up to the plate with a bat in my hands, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the pitcher.

One night I went over to get some dope from some Hollywood tough guy. After I left, my son Scott, who was only fifteen, went over with a baseball bat to kill him. I was laughing out of one eye and crying out of the other. I thought, Who am I kidding?

There are certain things I can't do, certain pitches I can't hit. You stay away from them. You try to wait for pitches you can hit. The bat speed isn't what it used to be. You make up for it by using your head, working counts, getting ahead in counts and getting pitches to hit and hitting them hard.