How lucky have we been that the face of baseball for the past two decades, through ups and downs, has been Derek Jeter.
He says all the right things, like it's Jeter's team. I want to correct him on that - it's my team.
Derek Jeter is one who played for such a long time, and David Ortiz in Boston is doing it right now.
People are going to make comparisons and they can do that but I'm definitely not going to compare myself to Derek Jeter.
I'm not Derek Jeter, there will be no farewell tour.
Most of my influences from outside the commerical strange fiction genre came in with university, discovering James Joyce and Wallace Stevens, Blake and Yeats, Pinter and Borges. And meanwhile within those genres I was discovering Gibson and Shepard, Jeter and Powers, Lovecraft and Peake.
I want to be to the White Sox what Derek Jeter is to the Yankees.
We (Derek Jeter and I) want to kill each other. I think we both drive each other and motivate each other. But, when we're off the field, we're like family. I think the nice thing about it is we became good friends before we even mad it to the big leagues. That makes it more of a healthy relationship.
Jeter is a six-tool player. . . I've never eaten with him so I can't tell you if he has good table mannners, but I would imagine he has those too.
Derek (Jeter) told me the ghosts would show up eventually!
The name Derek Jeter is made for stardom. He's got an infectious smile, and he's so handsome and well-behaved. He's just a fine young man who does everything right. He's like Jack Armstrong and Frank Merriwell, guys I grew up rooting for. Some guys come along who just measure up.
