Never drew a paycheck outside of baseball.

One hundred ten thousand ears in this ballpark, and he’s got to hit my ear.

I was sitting in the back room by myself when someone came in and said, “Mr. Zimmer, I have to take you down to the make up room.” I told them that if anyone can help this face they deserve a bonus.

The weather’s cold. My club’s bad. My knee hurts. I can’t putt no more. I’m off my diet. My wife is nagging me. Other than that, everything’s great.

Baseball will miss Steinbrenner. He did a lot of great things-and some not so great-but it’s a sad day for baseball, no doubt about it. He was a winner, and he made the Yankees a winner.

Everyone keeps me telling me how great a knee replacement is. Whitey Ford said it was great and so did Ralph Branca. If I had one of those, I don’t know that I would retire. But if I left for a month or more, who’s going to want me back?

I don't want to go anywhere but here. They've treated me well. I don't know how anybody could be treated any better. This is where I want to be, and I'm not going anyplace.

I'll be talking to him a lot in the next couple of months.

It's like seeing a $3,000 racehorse running against a $1-million horse. You always think the million-dollar horse is going to win, right? That's baseball.

It just as easily could have gone the other way.