It just hit the bat and went out. It's just one of those baseball things that happen sometimes in the ninth inning. When it happens for you, you're very happy. When it happens against you, you're not quite so happy.
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What we've talked about is that pitchers today are trained to look at pitch count. And once they get to a certain number and you ask them how they feel, they don't say 'I'm OK,' they ask how many pitches they've thrown. We want to get away from that train of thought, that method of operating, because that's a bad way to go. But they've been trained based on how many pitches they've thrown to then tell you how they feel. We want to take that away.Joe Maddon
It's best just to back him off and make the decision for him at this point and have him just relax a little bit. It's a long year. We have a lot of games left.
Joe Maddon
They swung the bats pretty good today and when we made a mistake, they did not miss it. That's what I saw. And we made several mistakes.
Joe Maddon
He's given us an attitude. The true blue-collar baseball player.
Joe Maddon
Some guys are not meant to play seven days a week, six days a week, we all know that. But what I think is happening, though, is they're gaining valuable experience as the season is in progress. Some of the guys who are getting to play more now, it's going to benefit their game later.
Joe Maddon
We had seven walks today. You saw a little bit of patience. When it got tight, I saw a little bit of patience and it was fun to watch.
Joe Maddon
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