In Boston I got to a point where I thought I was putting out fires more than being a baseball coach. And some of it was my fault. I was getting stubborn. My fuse was a little shorter than it needed to be. And that helps nobody.
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I was a pizza delivery boy at the Pizza Oven in Canton. I wanted to get fired so bad, I actually wrecked the delivery car, but they wouldn't fire me because I was the only person they had working there.
Byrne's Law: In any electrical circuit, appliances and wiring will burn out to protect fuses.
The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.
My normal routine is pretty much putting out fires all day.
I could see flames from the windows of my chambers. For the next three or four days we had major rioting here in Washington and I stayed at the court day and night.
To stimulate wildly weak and untrained minds is to play with mighty fires.
You know, I'm no different from a fireman. You got to run into a fire no matter how big the blaze is.
In baseball, you've got to keep working.
It was so difficult for the fans to understand my problems with baseball.
I have a long fuse.