"What are you talking about, George?" I said.
"I'm gonna hang out some peas today and anybody gets in the way is gonna get hurt," he answered with the most serious expression on his face.
Then he starts saying, "I can do it, I can do it, I can do it." And goes to the mirror and looks into it and says, "You can do it, George." That is what I had said a few days before, looking into my own mirror. But I didn't say it with the same conviction as George. We lost the Series in the seventh game and I went home to spend a long lonely winter.