It took me a while to realize that basketball wasn't football.

I was captain and should have set the example. I would lift a minimum of weights. Mine was natural physical strength. I always thought quickness and agility were much more important.

After a few games I knew I was going to be able to compete. The idea of being a star never crossed my mind.

I can ski out of my back door.

Football linemen are motivated by a more complicated, self-determining series of factors than the simple fear of humiliation in the public gaze, which is the emotion that galvanizes the backs and receivers.

The basketball coach cut me within two days, so I was back in the pool. I was the first one in the wall after the first 25 yards, but the last one out because I didn't have a flip turn.

You are the land. The land is you.

I had a hockey puck and stick-the only ones in town. I definitely would have played hockey ahead of football, had it been available.

Our coach was absolutely out of his head. He must have read Bear Bryant's book. We had 78 players out. The first day 35 quit. Twenty quit the second day. We ended with 17 players. It was depressing.

We need to know where we are going and how we plan to get there. Our dreams and aspirations must be translated into real and tangible goals with priorities and time frames.

The winning team has a dedication. It will have a core of veteran players who set the standards. They will not accept defeat.

You can take the best team and the worst team and line them up and you would find very little physical difference. You would find an emotional difference. The wining team has a dedication. It will have a core group of veteran players who set the standards. They will not accept defeat.

Most exciting for me was to make the Pro Bowl in 14 of 15 years.