I remember I was a scared rookie, hitting .220 after the first three months of my baseball season, and doubting my ability.

I never stay away from workouts. I work hard. I've tried to take care of my body. I'll never look back and say that I could have done more. I've paid the price in practice, but I know I get the most out of my ability.

The three-thousand hitting thing was the first time I let individual pressure get to me. I was uptight about it. When I saw the hit going through, I had a sigh of relief more than anything.

I loved the game. I loved the competition. But I never had any fun. I never enjoyed it. All hard work all the time.

I was lucky enough to have the talent to play baseball. That's how I treated my career. I didn't think I was anybody special, anybody different.

At least they have another day.

And if I have my choice between a pennant and a triple crown, I'll take the pennant every time.

You don't always make an out. Sometimes the pitcher gets you out.

This is a strange game.