Smoky Joe Wood famous quotes

But wherever I was I played baseball. That's all I lived for. When I sat up on the front seat of that covered wagon next to my father, I was wearing a baseball glove. That showed anybody who was interested where I wanted to go.
-- Smoky Joe Wood

#Baseball #Father #Gloves

I threw so hard (after striking out Art Fletcher & Doc Crandall in the 9th inning of Game 1 of the 1912 World Series) I thought my arm would fly right off my body.
-- Smoky Joe Wood

#Art #Games #Body

The smaller the town the more important the ball club was. But if you beat a bigger town they'd practically hand you the key to the city. Any if you lost a game by making an error in the ninth or something like that, well, the best thing to do was just pack your grip and hit the road, because they'd never let you forget it.
-- Smoky Joe Wood

#Hands #Games #Cities

Baseball is all I ever wanted. I could eat, sleep, and dream baseball.
-- Smoky Joe Wood

#Dream #Baseball #Sleep

When I wasn't lying awake thinking and planning and fighting over that furious pennant race, I was dreaming restless dreams about it.
-- Smoky Joe Wood

#Dream #Lying #Fighting

I threw so hard I thought my arm would fly right off my body.
-- Smoky Joe Wood

#Hands #Arms #Body

There are a lot of people who know me who can't understand for the life of them why I would got to work on something as unserious as baseball. If they only knew.

I don't know what drives me to succeed. I know I want to always do the best I can.I guess I was maybe in little league baseball as far as I wanted to be good at that. But school, I certainly wasn't the best at that.

I think I became a Catholic to annoy my father.

As my poor father used to say In 1963, Once people start on all this Art Goodbye, moralitee! And what my father used to say Is good enough for me.

I think about how truly interesting and odd it is that when a woman marries, traditionally she loses her name, becoming absorbed by the husband's family name - she is in effect lost, evaporated from all records under her maiden name. I finally understand the anger behind feminism - the idea that as a woman you are property to be conveyed between your father and your husband, but never an individual who exists independently. And on the flip side, it is also one of the few ways one can legitimately get lost - no one questions it.

She wouldn't come back. She hated me. She hated Nan. She hated my mom. She hated her father. She wouldn't come back here... but God, I wanted her to.

The cat in gloves catches no mice.

Even if I hadn't have been nominated for an Oscar, to have won the Golden Glove was just fantastic.

When I throw a curve that hangs and it goes for a hit, I want to chew up my glove.

Every criminal leaves psychic fingerprints. And he can't wear gloves to hide them.