Sitting on the plane, Frey kept tossing a baseball in his hand and catching it, mumbling non-stop.
"I'm going to New York, I'm going to watch the New York Mets' game, I'm going to New York, I'm going to watch the New York Mets' game."
Gao Yang was so annoyed by Frey's mumbling that he finally said, tiredly and helplessly, "Frey, do you know you really sound like a fly right now? It's bad enough that you bug us to play baseball with you every day, and now you're using language to attack us too?"
Embarrassed, Frey smiled and said, "It's just that the thought of going to Citi Field to watch a real baseball game gets me so excited, I can't help myself. Sorry, boss, I won't bother you anymore."