It was tough ... on me to be honest with you. I can remember in December sitting in my house, and my mom and my wife having a debate for two hours about it.

You get to a point where you get tired of being stupid and selfish and not being honest with yourself.

I went over a year without playing baseball. At 39, not playing for a year, a year and a half, there were a lot of nights I was saying, 'This is going to be tough.'

I remember sitting with John,

I don't like nice people. I like tough, honest people.

To be honest, a lot of ride-alongs are not that great. There might be one or two calls on the radio - not a lot - depending on what time you go.