Larrysgirl asked about my Swish quote

And here's the answer...I had told her that I found it on a "quote page".  But I just happened across the old (8/4/05) SI article which contains it.

I thought I'd post it up for those, like me, who didn't see it.

Friday, just before 6:00 p.m. in Oakland. Cloudless and cool, the beginnings of a picture-perfect NoCal evening. Deep inside McAfee Coliseum, Rich Harden is immersed in his pregame routine, locked in a tense state of concentration in a corner of the home clubhouse. It's an hour before the young ace of the Oakland A's -- the American League's hottest team -- is due to throw the first pitch in tonight's game, and here he is, stone-faced and silent, his eyes fixed on a blinking video screen in front of him.

"Yessss!" Harden suddenly howls as he raises his arms and leans away from the full-sized Street Fighter arcade machine, which he plays before each of his home starts. A few feet away, third baseman Eric Chavez is tossing a football around with a clubhouse attendant standing on the other side of the room. Chavez is launching perfect spirals -- "I should play for the Niners," he crows at one point -- until one of his throws smacks into a light fixture -- Thwack! -- hanging from the ceiling. A large piece of plastic falls to the ground.

At a nearby locker, A's rookie right fielder Nick Swisher, a 24 year-old Kenny Chesney fan who ranks Wedding Crashers as his favorite movie of the year (Who wouldn't?), laughs. "There's not a moment of peace and quiet in this damn clubhouse," Swisher says with the bass of the heavy metal music thumping loudly on speakers.

http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2005/writers/albert_chen/08/04/athletics.hot/index.html