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.

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.

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

If I'm compared to Babe Ruth or Willie Mays, that's great. But I'm just going to go out there and be myself.

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.

My name is not 'The Best Player in Baseball.' My name is George Kenneth Griffey, Jr.

My dad (Ken Griffey) would have bopped me on the head when I was a kid if I came home bragging about what I did on the field. He only wanted to know what the team did.