Quote of the Week I
"I have seven kids that live in five different states. I made some wrong decisions in my first two years in the league. Now I have to take on the responsibility of being a father to my kids. I can separate my personal life and off-the-field issues from football ... The mothers [and I] try to work out a schedule where I can see my kids. I talk to them on IChat and Skype. We try to find different ways for me to be in their lives, no matter how it is.''
Quote of the Week II
"The onside kick's an easy one. It's just ... you know, across the line of scrimmage, you know, to the side ... Normal set up, normal get off, and instead of kicking off, we kick it left.''
Quote of the Week III
"I'm proud of my players for doing that. This was the best team-building exercise we have ever done.''
The theft and disposal of a reported $1,100 worth of college newspapers angers me because I worked up to 10 hours a day for much of three years at The Post, Ohio University's independent student paper. I know the effort that goes into putting out a newspaper, regardless of the size or scope, and if school fathers at Texas A&M-Commerce have any guts, they'll sanction Morriss and his players seriously for this act of abject theft of school property. Shame on you, Guy Morriss.
Quote of the Week IV
"Chad Clifton could help fix the offensive line in Washington. If he is part of identical quadruplets.''
Factoid of the Week That May Interest Only Me
Last Monday, Dolphins president Bill Parcells, a huge baseball fan, stopped by the Cardinals' training facility in Jupiter, Fla., before going to the office. It was 6:50 a.m., and Parcells went looking for his good friend Tony LaRussa.
Parcells walked by the Cards' weight room. There was one man there. Albert Pujols.
"And he hadn't just gotten there either,'' Parcells said. "He was working hard, sweating. There's a reason why the great ones are great.''
Enjoyable/Aggravating Travel Note of the Week
This was the aggravating part of my weekend: My wife and I went to New Jersey to see friends and run some errands over the weekend, and I wanted to see how the new Giants Stadium was looking. So we dropped down onto the Turnpike, got off at construction-addled Exit 16W onto route 3 west for the 10-minute jaunt to Montclair, and immediately I felt it. Guy on my tail. Really on my tail. I'm driving 45 in the middle of three lanes, keeping with the flow, and he angrily weaves to the right, bursts past and, with not enough room to get ahead of me, weaves back to the right, taps his brakes and I tap mine and we all drive on. Aaaah. Back in Jersey!
This was the enjoyable part of the weekend: having lunch with Paul Zimmerman and his wife Linda in Morris Plains, N.J., Saturday. Matt Millen came over from eastern Pennsylvania to eat with us, and it was great to see Millen and Zim sit next to each other, with Millen spinning some of the craziest yarns I'd ever heard. (Next time you see Millen, ask him about helping a cow give birth on his neighbor's farm. That's a keeper.)
The good Dr. Z cannot speak coherently 15 months after his series of three strokes, so he was mostly a listener Saturday. But whether it was Millen and I going over our list of greatest running backs of all-time, and Z frowning and shaking his head if we didn't have Marion Motley high enough, or giving a thumbs up to my wife's incredible toffee, I could see what's still inside the man and how hard he's trying to let it all come out. A great afternoon.
"Good to see you, Z,'' Millen said, arm around his shoulder as we left. "You look good. Keep going, buddy.'' As Linda assures us, he will.
Tweet of the Week
"Boldin to Ravens would be great!! That's my guy, plus he's a hell of a player ... You think it's going to happen, Peter? What're the chances?''
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