Bill Veeck
Bill Veeck
William Louis "Bill" Veeck, Jr., also known as "Sport Shirt Bill", was a native of Chicago, Illinois, and a franchise owner and promoter in Major League Baseball. Veeck was at various times the owner of the Cleveland Indians, St. Louis Browns and Chicago White Sox. As owner and team president of the Indians in 1947, Veeck signed Larry Doby, thus beginning the integration of the American League. Veeck was the last owner to purchase a baseball franchise without an independent...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionBaseball Player
Date of Birth9 February 1914
CityChicago, IL
CountryUnited States of America
I did my best to look ashamed of myself.
McGraw had been a great friend of my father's in the days when McGraw was managing the New York Giants and my daddy was president of the Chicago Cubs.
Im for the dreamers. The only really important things in history have been started by the dreamers. They never know what cant be done.
The White Sox had long ago tested the loyalty of their rooters; the weak and faint of heart had fallen by the wayside and only the strong, the dedicated and the masochistic remained. If there is any justice in this world, to be a White Sox fan freed a man from any other form of penance.
There are only two seasons - winter and Baseball.
Baseball is almost the only orderly thing in a very unorderly world. If you get three strikes, even the best lawyer in the world can't get you off.
The most beautiful thing in the world is a ballpark filled with people.
I try not to break the rules, but merely to test their elasticity.
How can you be a sage if you're pretty? You can't get your wizard papers without wrinkles.
I have discovered in 20 years of moving around a ballpark, that the knowledge of the game is usually in inverse proportion to the price of the seats.
I don't mind the high price of stardom. I just don't like the high price of mediocrity.
It never ceases to amaze me how many of baseball's wounds are self-inflicted.
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 want the natural athlete -- I want a guy who'll go after the hard ones.