My mom, she wasn't like a baseball mother who knew everything about the game. She just wanted me to be happy with what I was doing.

They pick me [to be tested for steroids] every time. I don't know why. I don't know if it's because I'm a big guy, or what, but all I know is all they are going to find is a lot of rice and beans.

Nobody is going to dictate our freedom.

I stress a lot, sometimes.

I'm very mechanical, so if I have one thing that's going in the wrong direction when I'm hitting, it's hard for me to get a hit.

Sometimes when you're fighting, fighting, fighting, the mind needs some time off and you regroup and get back to normal.

I try to be as quiet as I can at the plate, but still aggressive.