I come to spring training and just try to do my job, try to do the best I can. That's all any player can do.
When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.
Yeah, I think there are many other important things in life, not just tennis.

