Fishing is a delusion entirely surrounded by liars in old clothes.
Where was the catch? 'Cause I knew one was coming.
I love it when receivers catch the balls with their hands.
I feel like I just grabbed a big juicy worm with a right sharp hook in the middle of it.
That's what they pay me to do is catch the football, so I'm going to do my job.
Try to catch a trout and experience the glorious feeling of letting it go and seeing it swimming away.
They throw the ball, I hit it. They hit the ball, I catch it.
Still fisheth he that catcheth one.
Julio Jones doesn't drop wide-open touchdown passes.
He can run, but he can't hide.
To this day I can brag to anyone who will listen that I had a catch in the Rose Bowl.
In cross examination, as in fishing, nothing is more ungainly than a fisherman pulled into the water by his catch.
Someone once described the pitching of a no-hit game as like catching lighting in a bottle.
I was taken by a morsell, saies the fish. [I was taken by a morsel, says the fish.]
Dad played with me a great deal, as dads should do, and our chief sport was baseball. He bought me a hardball when I was three years old, and he used to sit in a rocker on the front porch while I sat on the grass in the yard, and we'd play catch by the hour.
If you're on the top guy, you're going to get some balls thrown your way.
You wouldn't do something for a receiver to catch the ball if the quarterback couldn't throw it.
As I was in the air, the ball took a bad hop and caromed behind me, but I was able to catch it with my bare hand. I hit the ground, bounced back up, and threw Burroughs out at first.
I do enjoy fielding.
The way to get a ball past (Honus) Wagner is to hit it eight feet over his head.
At the end of the day, nobody drops a catch on purpose, and even the fielder gets frustrated. As a bowler, when a few catches are dropped, yeah, that is frustrating. But I think, ultimately, it's part of the game.
I think baseball - the baseball genre - is this mitt, to use a double pun there, to catch a whole bunch of themes.
I like the way Michael Crabtree plays the game. He's strong, he goes up for the ball, he has that mentality to just make plays.
It would have been a lot of fun as a receiver to play.
The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope.
