More than anyone else, Hank Aaron made me wish I wasn't a manager.
Trying to sneak a fastball past Hank Aaron is like trying to sneak the sunrise past a rooster.
I don't know where Hank Aaron will break Ruth's record but I can tell you one thing - ten years from the day he hits it three million people will say they were there.
I mean the home run king, to me, is Hank Aaron, but statistically, it's Barry Bonds.
I guess anytime you are mentioned with Hank Aaron, it is the ultimate compliment, not only as a hitter, but obviously, the great ballplayer that he was.
I was a big sports fan, and I had been closely monitoring Hank Aaron's home run totals since I was a kid playing on the sandlot adjacent to the Foundry and Machine Company in Batavia, Illinois.
I don't want people to forget Babe Ruth. I just want them to remember Henry Aaron.
Hitting in a game is no different than hitting in a home run contest. It pisses me off to say Barry Bonds is the greatest hitter. He's playing in a wussy era. The game is soft. You never get thrown at today. Last thing a hitter has to worry about today is getting hit. The first thing Hank Aaron had to worry about is: Am I going to survive this at-bat because I'm black.
