He ran out into the cornfield. I waited until things settled a bit, then walked in the field and dragged him out. He was a nice deer.

She ran away with me, and we were getting farther and farther from the wagon. So I waited for a place where there were no cat's-claws and jumped off, ... I got up crying and walked back to the wagon.

I didn't think it would really have much of an effect on me until I walked out on the field and saw the guys. You know when you hear an old song, it kind of takes you back to a certain time and moment? Well, that's kind of what the uniforms did. It was neat to do.

We were dragged for at least a couple of miles and probably bounced 50 times before the balloon settled down enough so we could get outside the capsule and jump into the water,

We walked off the field in Dallas and it was the greatest game ever,

We stuck him in there when we ran out of other options last year. He settled into that role real well. He's not just a guy hitting behind (Todd) Helton anymore. He's a legitimate fourth-place hitter.