I was the type of guy that used to get up in the morning and go out and just out run everybody on the field without stretching or warming up or anything.

Well, back when I was training, probably the only nutritious thing on the market was Gatorade - that's all that we knew.

I'm the type of person, I cross the bridges once I get to 'em. I don't try to plan my life three, four months in advance, because you don't know if tomorrow's promised to you.

I love going out and doing new things.

I am my own person. What I'm doing, I'm happy with it. I'm doing what I want to.

I struck out with two men on base. I was so angry, so frustrated, I turned and without even thinking about it, snapped my bat over my thigh. The bat split right in half. Afterward, reporters asked me if it was the first time I'd ever broken a bat over my thigh. "I broke an aluminum bat over my knee in college," I said. (I was just kidding).

In baseball, I was a pitcher, which I hated because there was no action there.