“I’m not perfect. Nobody’s perfect.”

2004 has to be my year. No more excuses.

He threw hard, but a good fastball.

My only worry was that he didn’t throw me a sinker.

I work hard on my defense.

When you go to home plate with a lot of confidence,

I want to be consistent from the first day of the season to the last.

I love hitting-that’s my favorite part of the game.

I’m an immigrant myself.

I don’t like to play slow or softly.

You feel that you can hit any pitch.

I’m confident, but not so confident that I’m cocky.

It’s something I take pride in, but it’s nothing that I want to brag about. It’s part of my game.

Trying to trick you, keep the ball low, in and out.

I have to get better, but I can’t change the way I play.

I’d probably support it, but I can’t do much.

But I love baseball and I love to play hard.

All pitchers are liars or crybabies.

Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken.

What difference does the uniform make? You don’t hit with it.

Losing is a learning experience. It teaches you humility. It teaches you to work harder. It’s also a powerful motivator.

80 percent of the balls that don’t reach the hole, don’t go in.

The other teams could make trouble for us if they win.

Pitching always beats batting – and vice-versa.

If you get a guy that can play a couple positions, it helps you out a real lot.