If you're associated with the Philadelphia media or town, you look for negatives. I don't know if there's something about their upbringing or they have too many hoagies, or too much cream cheese.

Philadelphia is the only city, where you can experience the thrill of victory and the agony of reading about it the next day.

I don't think I can get into my deep inner thoughts about hitting. It's like talking about religion.

I can't stand satisfaction. To me, greatness comes from that quest for perfection.

But remember this: in the final analysis, you can believe in your dream, you can be taught, supported, motivated, and loved by others, but ultimately, your success depends on you. You must take responsibility for your body, your mind, and for your character.

I could ask the Phillies to keep me on to add to my statistics, but my love for the game won't let me do that.

They read their sports pages, know their statistics and either root like hell or boo our butts off. I love it. Give me vocal fans, pro or con, over the tourist types who show up in Houston or Montreal and just sit there.