It would have been a helluva lot more fun if I had not hit those sixty-one home runs.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
In 2007, I hit 50 home runs. That was pretty cool. I never thought I'd be able to do that. At the time, I didn't even think it was that big of a deal for some reason. But now, looking back, I realize it was pretty cool.
I'm sure people will wonder if I could have hit all those home runs had I never taken steroids.
I was afraid if I started to hit home runs, my average would drop.
If I'd just tried for them dinky singles I could've batted around .600.
I'd get 3-4 cheap home runs every year. You know, little 'wood shots' down either line. They would be pop flies in any other park. But, goodness me, they didn't count the number of long outs!
The bigger the game, the better I liked it. Not that I was about to let anybody know I was excited. I approached every game the same way. One pitch, one hitter at a time.
For a long time, I'd been vaguely fascinated by the idea that Charles Lindbergh flew the Atlantic and Babe Ruth hit 60 home runs in the same summer.
I loved to make a great defensive play, I'd rather do that than hit a home run.
When you're in the middle of a pennant race, you can't go up there thinking about home runs.
I don't try to hit home runs. I just try to meet the ball and get base hits.