The Draft Is A Crapshoot,

My Grandmother Asks Me To Race Down The Street, I'm Going To Try To Beat Her. And I'll Probably Enjoy It. Competitive To A Fault, Sometimes.

God, I Hope I Wear This Jersey Forever.

When It Was Time For Parent-teacher Conferences, I Remember That I Was Always Embarrassed About What My Parents Would Hear About Me!

You Forget About It Whether It Was 15-2 Or 3-2. It's Still A Loss. It Doesn't Matter What The Score Was If We Win Tomorrow.

My Office Is At Yankee Stadium. Yes, Dreams Do Come True.