84 swats. I literally got nauseous. She just lost control. |
Eighty-four swats. I literally got nauseous. She just lost control. |
I had my good stuff. I just kept the ball down and felt good out there. Everything was fluid. I was working my change-up and cutter and tried to get ahead in the count. I was hitting my spots. |
I had so much adrenaline at the end. |
She knowingly videotaped it. She thought she was doing the right thing. |