I think I could make it to the big leagues. I still think I can make it. In Mexico, the money is a temporary buffer to ease the shortcomings. Rabid fans make the atmosphere unsafe. Owners and managers use players like pawns.
Happiness never is guaranteed.
It could be here or anywhere, maybe Japan. People come to me and tell me I have the talent, but nobody gave me an opportunity. Nobody gave me nothing for free. This is my 11th year in pro ball. Every year I have to prove to more people that I can do it.