I couldn't look at that last pitch. I found something on the dugout floor to look at.

We're sitting there in the middle of the game and all of a sudden a rat walked into our dugout. It must have been about six or seven inches long. It took a while for someone from the grounds crew to come get it, put it in a box and take it away.

But really, there's no way to prepare for it. It's the only pitch I ever went to swing at and was never sure I was going to make contact.

At about the 85 to 90 pitch mark, I don't know if he got a little tired and stopped over-throwing or if something clicked for him, but he really settled in. I wish he could have thrown 180 pitches because I would have left him in there.

We pitched well for four innings. The sad thing is you have to pitch well for nine innings.

He was disappointed. If he continues to pitch the way he's pitching now and stays healthy, he's going to have a lot of chances to throw shutouts. I think this late in the season, better safe than sorry is the way to go.