I was nervous batting eighth, and I was nervous batting seventh.
I want to be a traveling circus in that big-league uniform, like everybody else.
Every day's a blessing, so I'm just out there throwing my best.
I love what I do. I'm appreciative and I'm still competitive. I still love baseball, but it doesn't consume me. If I can't do it anymore, then I go home and do something else. It's not the end of the world. It's just the end of your career.
I'm a happy-go-lucky guy.
I just want to throw strikes. If I can't throw strikes, I'm worthless.