It was just to see how I'd get on because I haven't got a particular discipline as well as the road and it was too good an opportunity to miss.

We came out early and scored some runs. But we didn't get totally focused until the fourth inning. For a little while, we acted like we were satisfied with just two runs. We started picking better pitches to swing at. We got better hits and, consequently, we got more runs.

I didn't even know him, but I was tearing up just being there. I had to go somewhere else.

It's not about the beads, really. It's just fun. I am not ashamed of my body, so why not show it off?

The sad fact it is could have been anybody. My feeling is that whoever is involved in this is still walking free.

Someone cannot go missing without someone knowing something, somewhere.