I remember one time I'm batting against the Dodgers in Milwaukee. They lead, 2 - 1, it's the bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, two out and the pitcher has a full count on me. I look over to the Dodger dugout and they're all in street clothes.

The way to catch a knuckleball is to wait until it stops rolling and then pick it up.

I had a great shoe contract and glove contract with a company who paid me a lot of money never to be seen using their stuff.

I signed a very modest $3,000 bonus with the Braves in Milwaukee. And my old man didn't have that kinda money to put out.

I knew when my career was over. In 1965 my baseball card came out with no picture.

"I must be in the front row!"

Bob Uecker was a legend.

People don't know this but I helped the Cardinals win the pennant. I came down with hepatitis. The trainer injected me with it.

My first game, my parents and everybody was there, my friends, and the manager came out to take me out of the game. I didn’t want to come out because I was embarrassed. I said, ‘Let me face this guy one more time, because I struck him out the first time I faced him.’ He said, ‘I know, but it’s the same inning. I’ve got to get you out of here.’ And that was my move to catching.

Career highlights? I had two - I got an intentional walk from Sandy Koufax and I got out of a rundown against the Mets.

Juuuuust a bit outside!

Off-the-wall on the wall...

The biggest thrill a ballplayer can have is when your son takes after you. That happened when my Bobby was in his championship Little League game. He really showed me something. Struck out three times. Made an error that lost the game. Parents were throwing things at our car and swearing at us as we drove off. Gosh, I was proud.

While the tubaist with a Dixieland band was taking a break, he borrowed the instrument to shag fly balls during batting practice before Game 2 of the '64 World Series to lighten the mood. "That cost me $260 for all the dents that were put in it."

I hit a grand slam off Ron Herbel and when his manager Herman Franks came out to get him, he was bringing Herbel's suitcase.

Christopher Hewett:

People have asked me a lot of times, because I didn't hit a lot, how long a dozen bats would last me. Depending on the weight and model I was using at that time - I would say eight to 10 cookouts.