I told them to get Cody up at 4 a.m. for the Cotton Bowl so he’d think it was afternoon by the time the game started.

As long as they had some kind of ball in their hand or watching some sporting event on television, they were pretty happy.

They played with the big boys. A few times they’d come home crying and say something about it. I’d say, ‘If you’re going to play with the big boys you’re just going to have to...

We had a few punches thrown every now and then, but boys are going to be boys. We’d just separate them and let them cool off.