I can't keep the mirrors clean in my condo. We're constantly having to clean and wipe grease up.

When I get up in the morning, I smell baking grease. When I go out on my lanai, I smell greasy hamburgers. I smell greasy fish. I smell greasy French fries, all day long.

Our hearts are like polished mirrors. We need to wipe it clean regularly of the dust that gathers on it.

I'd always have grease in at least two places, in case the umpires would ask me to wipe one off. I never wanted to be caught out there with anything though, it wouldn't be professional.

When you're that many points behind and they wipe the slate clean, that's what I don't like.

It can't be frustrating, because it would affect how I pitch. When something happens, you wipe it clean, and you let the guy know that it's all right. We are going to live again. We are going to have another shot.