It's not over. We're disappointed, everybody is mad, but it's not over.

Everybody's professional. Nobody's an idiot. Nobody's a jerk. We all know each other. So it's not like we see each other in the city and we run over and bust the window out of their car with a baseball bat or nothing. We're all friends.

I'm sure he's not happy with the way he left the Giants.

This is who I am. I'm not perfect. I don't want to try to be perfect.

I haven't really felt sorry for myself; I haven't really been mad or anything. I've just felt disappointed. I'm disappointed my senior year ended the way it did, and I'm disappointed I'm not here as the team closes out the season.

I have the biggest sweet tooth! You name it, I will eat it. My all-time favorite is my mother's butter cake. Every time I go home, my mom will already have the cake made because I love it so much. This makes my siblings mad because they think she favors me. I don't care because she probably does!