The players never really had a beef with anything. When that whole thing happened behind the batting cage, the players were just standing there talking to each other.

[After White told McClendon what had happened, McClendon] wasn't too happy about it, ... Then, you saw what happened from there.

I didn't have to drive a half hour to get to a batting cage. It wasn't such a chore to leave the family and go hit. I could go down there at 9:30 at night if I wanted. I just hit a lot more.

We are always encouraged when players say they want to join Liverpool.

We hit on Monday, but that was it because there's no roof (on the batting cage). We couldn't take ground balls because the field was too wet. The pitchers threw a little bit in the gym on Thursday, but there was no bullpen (session).

[Wherever he went, the voices followed. In the batting cage, in the dugout, in the batter's box, the relentless yapping of the Reds' coaches echoed in Adam Dunn's head.] I'm standing at the plate thinking, Where are my hands? Where's this, where's that? ... Before I know it, the pitch is there and I'm completely out of rhythm.