Bob Feller
Bob Feller
Robert William Andrew Feller, nicknamed "The Heater from Van Meter", "Bullet Bob", and "Rapid Robert", was an American baseball pitcher who played 18 seasons in Major League Baseballfor the Cleveland Indians. Feller pitched from 1936 to 1941 and from 1945 to 1956, interrupted only by a four-year sojourn in the Navy. In a career spanning 570 games, Feller pitched 3,827 innings and posted a win–loss record of 266–162, with 279 complete games, 44 shutouts, and a 3.25 earned run average...
ProfessionBaseball Player
Date of Birth3 November 1918
CityVan Meter, IA
I try to be a good human being and keep up with what's going on in the world by reading and staying in touch with the current events.
Trying to sneak a fastball by Ted Williams was like trying to sneak a sunbeam by a rooster in the morning,
I don't think baseball owes colored people anything. I don't think colored people owe baseball anything, either.
Ted Williams was the greatest hitter I ever saw, but DiMaggio was the greatest all around player.
You figure they cheat at the ballpark, they'll cheat on the golf course, they'll cheat in business, and anything else in life. Players may laugh about it and say it's funny, but right down in their heart, they don't think it's funny at all, and they have no respect for a person who cheats.
My father kept me busy from dawn to dusk when I was a kid. When I wasn't pitching hay, hauling corn or running a tractor, I was heaving a baseball into his mitt behind the barn... If all the parents in the country followed his rule, juvenile delinquency would be cut in half in a year's time.
I'm no hero. Heroes don't come back. Survivors return home. Heroes never come home. If anyone thinks I'm a hero, I'm not.
Baseball in the Navy always was much more fun than it had been in the major leagues.
The soldiers that didn't come back were the heroes. It's a roll of the dice. If a bullet has your name on it, you're a hero. If you hear a bullet go by, you're a survivor.
Nobody lives forever and I've had a blessed life.
Where the ball went was up to heaven. Sometimes I threw the ball clean up into the stands.
I did what any American could and should do: serve his country in its time of need.
Yankee Stadium, it's like everything else in this country. In Europe, they save all their old buildings for history. Here, we just tear them all down.
Sympathy is something that shouldn't be bestowed upon the Yankees. Apparently it angers them.