Once I started getting multiple days off in a row, it was a long year for me. That had never happened, and everybody knew I didn't like it.

I miss playing baseball. Just being able to swing the bat, or run, or dive for a ball, or slide into second. If I could even do that in a softball league, I would never miss anything about baseball. I don't miss the crowds or the travel or even being in the big leagues. I just miss being able to take batting practice and being able to swing as hard as I can. That's all I miss.

If I could even do that [playing] in a softball league, I would never miss anything about baseball.

I have nothing left to prove. I've already done enough to my neck.

It's kind of glorious to say, "Oh man, this guy had his career cut short." I'm not calling myself Sandy Koufax by any means. I'm not in that caliber at all, but sometimes it has to end different.

Obviously I wasn't playing well at the time. But as a player, you lie to yourself. You say, "There's nothing wrong. I'm just not on time [at the plate]." You make something else up because pain is not an option.

I stick to safe, controlled movement. If it's not safe, I just won't do it.