Don’t swallow any of that. It’ll spoil the taste of the bourbon.

It was 10 or 12 hours of moment-to-moment with sea sickness and not being able to drink water because it was so rough, and hanging onto each other.

When I was playing and practicing in that heat in July and August in Miami with shoulder pads on, it just vaporized me, … Shula would always come over and look at me and say,...

I signed it and told him I was pretty grateful he picked my butt out of the Bering Sea.

We might very well have died if we stayed out there. It was tense.

I’ll stop everything and come back.

Any time you try to win everything, you must be willing to lose everything.