I had a great year and left my guts out on the field.
It’s tougher when you’re established. Before, I’d see 13, 14, 15 pitches that I could drive in a game. Now, I see one, two or three, so I have to be better.
I love the challenge of the game. I love the work. My goal right now is to have a season next year that will make people forget about this one. I’ll use things like this for motivation. I’m pumped. I’m hungry.
This is how I define grace: you’re on the main stage, and it looks like it has been rehearsed 100 times, everything goes so smoothly. That’s where I get my confidence and success, from knowing that I have an edge because I know I’m prepared.
I just don’t see the light. Where is the light? What am I in this for?
I’m a terrible singer. I feel lucky to play baseball. You can’t be gifted in everything.
Winners live in the present tense. People who come up short are consumed with future or past. I want to be living in the now.
Enjoy your sweat because hard work doesn’t guarantee success, but without it you don’t have a chance.