Well, my dad (Ken Griffey) taught me that there's three parts. There's hitting, there's defense, and there's baserunning. And as long as you keep those three separated, you're going to be a good player. I mean, you can't take your defense on the bases, you can't take your hitting to the field, and you can't take your baserunning at the plate. But defense, is number one.

As long as I have fun playing, the stats will take care of themselves.

I knew unless I got stopped I was going to go all the way. I don't know if I can run any faster. I just ran as fast as I could.

The last time I put on this uniform (Cincinnati), I think I was eight, for a father-son game.

When (the Reds) won, we loved it because we ran into the locker room and touched all the bats and gloves and got some bubble gum and red pop. When they lost, we were upset because we didn't get the bubble gum and red pop.

This is something I dreamed about as a little kid, being back in my hometown (Cincinnati) where I watched so many great players.

The other guys, all they have to do is use their big butts and big python arms to hit homers. Me, I'm the little guy in the group. People always root for the little guy.