Words matter. These are the best Yankee Quotes from famous people such as Michael Bastian, Dash Mihok, Tommy Lasorda, Patrick Corbin, Bert Campaneris, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
I’d like to think my brand shares some of those characteristics we like to think of as classically American – a certain straightforwardness, honesty, a sense of humor, inclusiveness, practicality – all those great Yankee traits. And I don’t mean the baseball team.
Here’s the thing: I had never been to Boston, my whole life. Probably because I’m a Yankee fan.
When I was 15 years old, I used to actually dream I was pitching in Yankee Stadium. Bill Dickey was my catcher.
I grew up a Yankee fan. My whole family are Yankee fans. My mom, my dad, my grandpa, everybody. Really, every generation of my family has been Yankee fans.
Yankee Stadium, and the Yankees are so famous for Mickey Mantle, Joe DiMaggio, Lou Gehrig, all of those guys.
I’ve been called a lot of things. But never, and I mean never, could anyone ever make the mistake of calling me a Yankee fan.
Yankee Stadium played host to the most important prizefight ever when Joe Louis knocked out Max Schmeling in 1938.
I was always the shame of the family – the one Yankee who was actually born in the North.
Maybe we’ve been brainwashed by 130 years of Yankee history, but Southern identity now has more to do with food, accents, manners, music than the Confederate past. It’s something that’s open to both races, a variety of ethnic groups and people who move here.
Living up in Syracuse, everybody’s a Yankee fan. Not too many Mets fans up there.
You know it as soon as you walk in Yankee Stadium. The electricity is there every time, every day.
I know I wouldn’t be a New York Yankee if it wasn’t for my mom: the guidance she gave me as a kid growing up, knowing the difference from right and wrong, how to treat people and how to go the extra mile and put in extra work, all that kind of stuff.
I’m not just selling out Yankee Stadium; I’m selling out stadiums in Mexico, in Argentina – with my bachata. I try to stay true to what I do.
Whether or not anybody had invented the category in his lifetime, Babe Ruth was surely the Greatest Living Yankee almost immediately upon lofting home runs at the Polo Grounds, allowing the Yankees to build their own palace across the Harlem River.
Can we achieve 140 mpg fuel economy? You bet. Just get the bureaucrats out of the way, and Yankee ingenuity will do the rest.
Around New York, I used to hear that expression, ‘Once a Dodger, always a Dodger.’ But how about, ‘Once a Yankee, always a Yankee?’ There never was anything better than that. You never get over it.
Yankee caps pop up all over the world, not as a statement of loyalty to that team, but as a symbol of – what? Winning 27 so-called World Series? Much of the world doesn’t even play that sport.
I can’t be the Mayor of L.A. I hate the Dodgers. I’m a Yankee fan. Yankee fans can’t ever root for the Dodgers.
You used to be able to identify Sox fans in Yankee Stadium. They sat, slump-shouldered, with the same panicked expectation nervous motorists have looking in the rearview mirror at the 16-wheeler behind them on Interstate 95 near New Haven.
The Greatest Living Yankee is Whitey Ford, who came out of Aviation High School, which was then in Manhattan, and helped pitch the Yankees to victory in the 1950 World Series when he was 21.
Yankee Stadium is a mistake: Not mine – the Giants’.
I was in Puerto Rico going to school, and it was very jarring for me. ‘Traumatic’ is the only way that I can say it. Kids were making fun of me: ‘Oh, you’re a Yankee.’ And I acted out a lot. A lot. But looking back, and through a little bit of therapy, everything I am has to do with that time.
I could never wear another uniform. I will forever be a Yankee.
We don’t know who John Brown was, and in many ways, his work shaped where we are today. He was a Pennsylvanian. He was the prototypical Yankee who fought back and suffered in doing so.
The thing that means the most to me is being remembered as a Yankee, because that’s what I’ve always wanted to be, was to be a Yankee.
George H. W. Bush may be a World War II hero and New England Yankee blue blood, but he has the tear ducts of a Sicilian grandmother.
I remember, my first job when I got my working papers at 13 was as a vendor at Yankee Stadium – the old Yankee Stadium, with very steep stairs in the upper decks. It was all commission-based. And I think a soft drink was 25 cents, and I think you got a 10 percent or 11 percent commission.
I know only two tunes: one of them is ‘Yankee Doodle’, and the other isn’t.
Yankee Stadium was the only thing we had in the Bronx. It was an institution.
Daddy Yankee and I have some of the same fans, but he reaches people I don’t reach. The same thing with Ozuna and Balvin and Karol G.
I’ve always been a daydreamer. When the other kids were playing, I was listening to the roar at Yankee Stadium – I was always attracted to the roar of the crowd.
To play 18 years in Yankee Stadium is the best thing that could ever happen to a ballplayer.
Every day I went to the ballpark in Yankee Stadium as well as on the road people were on my back. The last six years in the American League were mental hell for me. I was drained of all my desire to play baseball.
When Basquiat was hanging out with Madonna and Fab Five Freddy, and all those worlds were colliding, people have to realize hip-hop and the arts were like this ’cause we both were outcasts: we wasn’t allowed inside the galleries or inside Yankee Stadium. We were writing in the street and making music.
My kid was a great baseball player. I thought I had it made. Front-row seats at Yankee Stadium. Then he turned sixteen and wanted to be a rapper.
I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can.
I don’t think I understand the significance yet, as many Americans do, of being in Yankee Stadium. But it’s a great place to play. Look around – the stadium is fantastic.
Your man Daddy Yankee, some black and white people who know what’s going on in the ‘hood and the clubs are supporting him and loving him. But he’s speaking Spanish, and he’s speaking directly to the Latino people, and the people who know the language really dig it.
Nothing is worse than a Yankee telling a Southerner that his monuments don’t matter.
Babe Ruth made a baseball fan of me. I used to go to Yankee Stadium just to see him come to bat.
Many of the people who are most considered anti-American would love to partake of the American dream: the unspoken slogan of many protesters outside U.S. embassies abroad is really: ‘Yankee go home, but take me with you.’
Twain’s ‘A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court’ made me long to wake in an era when my Casio wristwatch would strike folks as sorcery, and Martin Amis’s ‘Time’s Arrow’ wrecked my assumption that all narratives had to proceed from Then to More-Recently-Than-Then.
When I was with the Yankees in 1978, we were playing Baltimore at Yankee Stadium, and the score was 3 – 3 going into the bottom of the ninth inning. I led off against Tippy Martinez – a little left-hander who always gave me trouble – and the count went to three-and-oh.
When I became the manager of the New York Yankees, it was an opportunity to realize my lifelong dream of winning the World Series. We were fortunate enough to succeed in our first season in 1996, and in the years that followed, we wrote some great new chapters in Yankee history.
For thousands of years, the most physically imposing buildings on earth were temples, churches, and mosques. But in the 20th century, new houses of worship came to dominate the landscape. Yankee Stadium is the most storied of these contemporary shrines.
I’m happy to be with this organization, and I hope to retire as a Yankee.
Hawthorne has given us a tradition that some people refer to as Yankee Magic Realism, and I do think there is a certain quality to the landscape that definitely leads into the dark woods.
We strove for more than 60 years to give Joe DiMaggio the hero’s life. From his debut at Yankee Stadium in 1936 until his death in 1999, DiMaggio was, at every turn, one man we could look at who made us feel good.
Madison Square Garden to any New York kid is the center of the universe. Even going there as a fan is like stepping up to the plate at Yankee Stadium. You know you’re in the grand cathedral.
I am the living death, a Memorial Day on wheels. I am your Yankee Doodle Dandy, your John Wayne come home, your Fourth of July firecracker exploding in the grave.