I can't help but wonder if 31 is the next number. That's a no-brainer.

I was taught you never, ever disrespect your opponent or your teammates or your organization or your manager and never, ever your uniform.

I was taught coming up in the Phillies organization to be seen and not heard by people like Pete Rose, my hero growing up, and players like Mike Schmidt and Steve Carlton and Manny Trillo.

All it takes to play baseball is a strong arm, good speed, and the coordination to hit the ball. That's it.

Time and time again, I see former teammates, and we talk about it. It feels like we are all on the same page: We enjoyed the regular season, but we were disappointed in not making the World Series.

I played high school football at a hundred and eighty-five pounds and played big league baseball at a hundred and eighty-two. I'd get up to maybe 188 in the off-season because every summer I'd lose eight to ten pounds.