Baseball Is Not What I Love. It's

Life Is Too Short To Worry About Anything. You Had Better Enjoy It Because The Next Day Promises Nothing.

The Last Two Times I Went To Spring Training, I Had To Win A Job, And If I Didn't Get Off To A Blazing Start, I'm On The Bench. Now, I've Proven Myself, So It's Not Essential That I Get Off To A Real Good Start.

Circulating Through The Children's Ward And Seeing Terminally Ill Kids, Heads Shaved, Smiling And Having A Ball Despite The Tubes And Needles Sticking Into Them, I Thought: What Do I Have To Worry About? If God Takes Me, At Least I've Lived For 35 Years.

Not Being Re-signed In Baltimore Was Probably The Lowest Point, Mentally, Of My Career. That City Was The Only Place Where I Wanted To Be At The Time, Based On Everything That Had Transpired.

I Was Able To Get Operated On Four Days After I Was Diagnosed. It Was Just A Matter Of Getting This Baseball-sized Tumor Out Of Me. I Reflect Now On How Lucky I Was To Be In The Situation Where I Could Get The Best Possible Help And Treatment.