“But I love baseball and I love to play hard.”

He threw a lot of strikes, worked it inside and out, threw breaking balls for strikes behind in the count.

I’m not perfect. Nobody’s perfect.

No more excuses about being young.

Byrd has always been that kind of pitcher.

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.

He can run anytime he wants. I’m giving him the red light.

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.