My baseball career was a long, long initiation into a single secret: At the heart of all things is love.
Tomorrow if we can win, we'll be happy. What happened (on Sunday), happened. It's in the past now and it's time to move on.
We have a saying in Japanese that 'the third time will reveal the truth' and since we've lost twice to South Korea and both were games that we lost by one run and gave up two runs in the eighth inning, we would love the opportunity to meet them again and win.
Again, it was the same right fielder who made that catch at Tokyo Dome. It changed a situation from one where we could have scored to one in which we did not. It has been indicative of the way momentum has flowed in this tournament.
We gave everything we had. We learned that our opponents' desire was higher than ours.
We struggled to score runs against some very good pitching.
We have a saying in Japan - third time comes truth.
To be honest, I haven't felt this thrilled in a long time.
I thought I would never, never get a chance to manage a team like this.
Our games were very close games. I believe either team could have won either game. We would like to show our best performance this time.
The opponents and I are really one. My strength and skills only half of the equation. The other half is theirs. An opponent is someone whose strength joined to yours creates a certain result.
The efforts you make will surely be rewarded. If not, then you are simply not ready to call them efforts.