I had such a great year I didn't want to forget it.

I know I'm the world's worst fielder, but who gets paid for fielding? There isn't a great fielder in baseball getting the kind of dough I get paid for hitting.

One night in Pittsburgh, thirty-thousand fans gave me a standing ovation when I caught a hot dog wrapper on the fly.

I may forgive, but I never forget, and I never forgive.

That's not in the cards, for the same reason a baseball player doesn't have the same bat as any other player. It's personal equipment suited to each player.

This is a season I will never forget and I hope everybody in baseball never forgets.