Where do you want it?

In Brooklyn, it was as though you were in your own little bubble. You were all part of one big, but very close family, and the Dodgers were the main topic of everybody's conversations and you could sense the affection people had for you. I don't know that such a thing exists anymore.

Some of these guys wear beards to make them look intimidating, but they don't look so tough when they have to deliver the ball. Their abilities and their attitudes don't back up their beards.

When I throw a curve that hangs and it goes for a hit, I want to chew up my glove.

I hate all hitters. I start a game mad and I stay that way until it's over.

It's a bottom line business where a lot of gray suits are brought in and then, within two years, these guys suddenly know everything about baseball.

If they knocked two of your guys down, I'd get four. You have to protect your hitters.