Are you gonna pull those pistols or whistle Dixie?

"Now remember, things look bad and it looks like you're not gonna make it, then you gotta get mean. I mean plumb, mad-dog mean. 'Cause if you lose your head and you give up then you neither live nor win. That's just the way it is."

Game Eight. Tonight. In the Bronx. The Red Sox, a self-described bunch of 'idiots' and a scruffy, disreputable lot much like The Outlaw Josey Wales and his crew, take on the clean-cut corporate Yankees. Hey ho, let's go.

"They say you're a hard put and dangerous man, Josey Wales. They say they're goin' to heel and hide you to a barn door. You know what I say?"
"What's that, Granny?"
"I say that big talk's worth doodly-squat."