I got an offer in 1992 to buy a major-league team. I turned down the offer because I don't want my love of the game to involve business.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've made it clear for some time if somebody came up with the right offer, I'd consider selling the team. It wasn't a secret in Memphis or, really, around the country.
In all my years of baseball, I have always expected to be traded. I never liked the idea.
The contracts are structured different than athletes in America, but for me, it was good to move on and go back to playing in the premiere league, which is the best league. It was disappointing, as far as the team goes, but for me, there wasn't much I could do.
I just appreciated so much the contract they gave me, and I wanted to give something back to the Cubs' organization.
I don't want to be a Major League coach.
I came into the game when I broke into the major leagues, the minimum salary was seven thousand dollars, and I'd have to go home in the wintertime and get a job.
I went out as a free agent in Boston and had a great year and I priced myself out of there market, at the time.
The Cubs gave me a chance to play. They signed me as a free agent and brought me to the Major Leagues. The first day I walked into Wrigley Field was one of the best days of my life. And I owe them an awful lot.
We decided to either try trades or just go with older players. If you do that and let contracts expire you can be in the lottery for about four or five years and expect your fans to be patient.
After one year in the Texas League, the American League bought the rights to my contract. They optioned me back to the Texas League for the 1970 season.