3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell Baseball is a rookie, his experience no bigger than the lump in his throat as he begins fulfillment of his dream.
3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell It’s time to say goodbye, but I think goodbyes are sad and I’d much rather say hello. Hello to a new adventure.
3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell I have great faith that Heaven’s there and I’ll see my brothers and my mom and dad when I get there.
3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell Baseball just a came as simple as a ball and bat. Yet, as complex as the American spirit it symbolizes. A sport, a business and sometimes almost even a religion.
3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell I praise the Lord here today. I know that all my talent and all my ability comes from him, and without him I’m nothing and I thank him for his great blessing.
3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell Baseball is the president tossing out the first ball of the season. And a scrubby schoolboy playing catch with his dad on a Mississippi farm.
3 December 2020 Ernie Harwell I’ve found that if you wear a beret, people think you’re either a cabdriver or a producer of dirty movies.
