I've Lost A Little Bit Of My

The Reality Is That My Stepfather Was Like A Father To Me And Watching Him Die From A Sudden Heart Attack Was One Of The Hardest Things I Have Ever Gone Through.

I've Lost A Little Bit Of My Fire... I Don't Want To Say I've Lost My Passion.

I Wish There Was A Bar I Could Send Opposing Teams To And Get Them Hammered Or Something - I Could Tell My Buddies In New York To Leave Their Places Open Or Something. Playing For The Yankees, Guys Come At You Extremely Hard. I Have To Be Ready Or I'll Be Embarrassed

If I Put My Mind To It, And I Put The Work In, I Have No Doubt I Could Do It (pitch 4-5 Additional Years), But I Made A Promise To The People Who've Supported Me For So Many Years. It's Time To Give Back To My Family.

You Know In 1982, The Year We Came In Tied For 3rd, We Probably Had A Better Team - I Mean As Far As Talent. When We Came Back The Following Year And Won It, Our Pitching Staff Was A Little More Experienced And It Was Such A Thrill.