I play in the low 80s. If it's any hotter than that, I won't play.

My thoughts before a big race are usually pretty simple. I tell myself: "Get out of the blocks, run your race, stay relaxed. If you run your race, you'll win... channel your energy. Focus.".

Is it normal to wake up in the morning in a sweat because you can't wait to beat another human's guts out?

I went through baseball as "a player to be named later.".

Trying to sneak a fastball past Hank Aaron is like trying to sneak the sunrise past a rooster.

The first question now, no matter if the person is buying a sports utility or looking for a smaller car, is what kind of gas mileage does it get. I don't know that people are looking so much for compact gas savers as much as they're trying to get rid of their gas hogs.