I've seen that picture before. It was a two-seamer that didn't sink until it hit the upper deck somewhere.
Baseball has always been filled with negative statistics.
Unless you have bad times, you can't appreciate the good times.
My wife accuses me - and she's probably right - that I'm sometimes oversensitive.
Even though I was never a Yankee fan until I put on the uniform, when you think about the deep history of this organization, you always knew what the Yankees represented.
When I was a teenager and my brother Frank was in the World Series in '57 and '58 against the Yankees, Braves winning in '57 and the Yankees in '58, little did I know the next time these two teams would meet in the World Series, I would be managing the Yankees.