I don't know. I didn't see them. All I know is Hank Aaron didn't take them, Willie Mays didn't take them, Roberto Clemente didn't take them. If I saw them, I'd tell you.

Willie Mays could throw better, and Hank Aaron could hit more home runs. But I've got enthusiasm. I've got desire. I've got hustle. Those are God-given talents, too.

When they see images of guys like Hank Aaron, Willie Mays, Ernie Banks and Roy Campanella, whom they recognize as household major-league stars, and realize they came out of the Negro Leagues, all of a sudden that mindset changes.

I played with Willie Mays and against Hank Aaron. They were tremendous players, but they were no Josh Gibson.

More than anyone else, Hank Aaron made me wish I wasn't a manager.

It was a big deal for Hank Aaron to come around our neighborhood. That he was a black ballplayer in the pros meant a lot to us. If you were doing something like that, you got respect.