Mickey Mantle
Mickey Mantle
Mickey Charles Mantle, nicknamed "The Commerce Comet" and "The Mick", was an American professional baseball player. Mantle played his entire Major League Baseballcareer with the New York Yankees as a center fielder and first baseman, from 1951 through 1968. Mantle was one of the best players and sluggers, and is regarded by many as the greatest switch hitter in baseball history. Mantle was inducted into the National Baseball Hall of Fame in 1974 and was elected to the Major...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionBaseball Player
Date of Birth20 October 1931
CitySpavinaw, OK
CountryUnited States of America
When I first came to Yankee Stadium I used to feel like the ghosts of Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig were walking around in there.
Before you go, would you sign that case of balls for me?
If I were playing today I'd do what Joe DiMaggio said. I'd go knock on the door at Yankee Stadium and when George Steinbrenner answered I'd say, 'Howdy, pardner.'
Sometimes I sit in my den at home and read stories about myself. Kids used to save whole scrapbooks on me. They get tired of them and mail them to me. I'll go in there and read them, and you know what? They might as well be about (Stan) Musial and (Joe) DiMaggio, it's like reading about somebody else.
You don't have to talk to me about pensions. I won't be around long enough to collect one.
I've often wondered how a man who knew he was going to die could stand here and say he was the luckiest man on the face of the earth, but now I guess I know how he felt.
My biggest regret was letting my lifetime average drop below .300. I always felt I was a .300 hitter, and if I could change one thing that would be it.
As far as he knew, I was dying.
To get a better piece of chicken, you'd have to be a rooster.
I don't care who you are, you hear those boos.
I had it all and blew it.
They should have come out of the dugout on tippy-toes, holding hands and singing.
I've heard about you. I've heard about you, too.
I don't care what the situation was, how high the stakes were - the bases could be loaded and the pennant riding on every pitch, it never bothered Whitey. He pitched his game. Cool. Craft. Nerves of steel.