I'm sure after that, he got back in his car and drove back home.
It wasn't necessarily my best stuff coming out of the bullpen. But we were able to make some adjustments, and I think that was big. That felt good.
That was my first at-bat of the night and I was just trying to go up there and hit the ball hard. I was a little stiff, but all you can do is go up there and battle, and that's what I did.
I'd rather have him than anybody else out there.
I said no way. If I catch one, I want a car.
Sorrow is the great idealizer.
James Russell Lowell
(February 22, 1819 - August 12, 1891)
We are extremely happy, we are extremely emotional.
Racism isn't born, folks, it's taught. I have a two-year-old son. You know what he hates? Naps! End of list.