I told him angrily that I had been in front-line combat for over five months and no one would let me go back. Since he had just arrived, he sure as hell wasn't going back.

They told me I'd never probably see the front-line area.

If he did, I didn't know about it and he would have told me.

There's no way he can hide from me. He has to line up in front of me. And I'm going to remind him of (what he said) every time I put him on the ground.

It's like they are embedding combat camera units, who are there on the front line with them, knowing they are going to have propaganda value in time to come.

Josh was crying to me for five years with the Marlins that he always wanted No. 19 so I told him I'd be willing to give it up. I think change is good sometimes. So I figured why not? I'm on a new team, new number and everything is new. I'm kind of starting from scratch. I feel good about that.