I have no "natural" way to hit.
Your natural way to swing, then?
Nothing about my batting can be described as natural!
When you were having the miseries did you ever say to yourself, "Well, maybe this is it, maybe I'm through now?"
This spring when I was sent home with the swelling in my elbow. Early in the spring I was going great, the best ever, nothing was happening, and all of a sudden my arm was back where it was the year before.
I notice that you followed the doctor's instructions so carefully—including that awful ice bath for your arm after every start—that he was quoted someplace as saying you obeyed medical instructions better than any athlete he'd ever known. Why?
Well, I stayed in the ice because I didn't want to miss a turn. I don't know if it helped me, I don't know what it did, but I'll be damned if I was gonna try to find out. I'd have loved to have made an experiment and not used the ice and seen what happened. But, then, if it is the ice that's enabling me to pitch, I'm liable to miss two or three starts, and that I didn't want to do. Looking back, it was a great satisfaction to win the pennant after we lost Tommy Davis and everybody picked us for eighth, but the biggest satisfaction I got this year was not missing a start. I was supposed to open the season in New York and instead I flew back to Los Angeles with arm trouble, but I pitched in the third or fourth game of the year and I went every four days after that.
Sandy, what are your big satisfactions off the field? I remember when the clich� about you was that you only read Thomas Wolfe and Aldous Huxley....
And only listened to Beethoven and Bach....