A no-hitter king, a strikeout king, and a king of the mound for nearly three decades. It happened to me one time against Kansas City. The pitch was a ball and slid in safe. My job is to give my team a chance to win. One of the beautiful things about baseball is that every once in a while you come into a situation where you want to, and where you have to, reach down and prove something.
Every hitter likes fastballs just like everybody likes ice cream.
But you don't like it when someone's stuffing it into you by the gallon. That's how you feel when Ryan's throwing balls by you. He's baseball's exorcist, scares the devil out of you. If you let him get a head of steam by the seventh inning, you can't hit him. You can't even see him.