This is our playoffs. We're a good team right now. Confidence is high right now. Hopefully we can keep this team together and see what happens next year.

I'm proud to be an American. I'll pay my taxes.

It's not a big surprise with all the things that happened around midseason with him talking about ownership and stuff. All the players have been talking about it.

Nothing has really changed. I'm going to play my best. This is a contract year so I'm going to give it all I've got. I still believe that the odds of me being here by the All-Star break are pretty much zero. If I do get traded, hopefully I'd go to a contender. To be honest, I'm actually tired of talking about it.

It's disappointing, but at the same time, there are worse things in life. Last night they were thinking maybe I tore something. To wake up this morning and find out it's just a sprain is great news. You've got to look at things in perspective.

It's funny -- the first ball I got was the easiest backhanded ball, and the crowd stood up and cheered like it was unexpected.

It's a play where you either get him or you don't. It's a bang-bang play -- it just happened to hop into my hand. I feel pretty good over there right now.

It's a play you either get it or you don't. It just happened to pop into my hand, and I got him out.

It just falls off the table. It was like one of those Bugs Bunny moments when I was just spinning around. The sad thing is, I knew it was coming.

They recognized my power was to left-center field, so they started pounding me inside, which shortened my stroke as I tried to yank it a little more. You can't inside-out that inside pitch. That kind of forced me into bad habits.