I always felt in due time I would be rewarded. I totally believe this was the time it was supposed to be.

It's certainly something that I've wanted for a long time. I'm tickled to death. We're ready to move forward.

I told them to relax because they were making me nervous. We can relax. We're good. We'll be OK.

That last pitch was as gutsy as I've ever seen anybody throw. That was a 3-2, bases-loaded slider. If I was a hitter, I'm certainly not looking for that pitch.

I really wasn't arguing in the first place. I was asking whether the runner was in the baseline. I was upset that my player was in so much pain. End of story.

I was pointing to the ground and I knocked his mask out. That was unintentional and he knows it.