I donât want any messages saying âIâm holding my position.â Weâre not holding a goddamned thing. Weâre advancing constantly and weâre not interested in holding anything except the enemyâs balls. Weâre going to hold him by his balls and weâre going to kick him in the ass; twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all the time. Our plan of operation is to advance and keep on advancing. Weâre going to go through the enemy like shit through a tinhorn.
He was my favorite Astro as a kid. One season they had âpicture dayâ where a couple hours before the game you could go on the field in the Dome and take pictures with the players. My dad made a beeline for Art Howe just to shake his hand. My brother and I went up to Caminiti, and the three of us just stared at each other awkwardly. Then Cammy gave us a big smile, and said âa great thing about playing ball is you donât have to talk too much,â grabbed us with both arms and turned us around for my dad to take our picture.