When I came to
the NFL, I wanted to lose the Harvard stigma. But as part of the rookie hazing
I had to sing my college fight song, which happens to be in Latin.
When I first
began snapping the ball, I'd sometimes rack myself in the family jewels. I used
to worry I'd never have kids, but my wife and I are expecting our third
daughter, so I guess I'm O.K.
Warren Sapp once
looked across the line at me and snarled, " Randy Moss says he's the only
reason you made the Pro Bowl." I said, "He's probably right."
I like the
randomness of fishing. Sometimes you catch a fish and you don't know why;
sometimes you don't catch one and don't know why.
When you get
blindsided and laid out on the ground, you do a systems check. You make sure
you can move your legs and your arms, then pull yourself up off the turf as
fast as you can.
The membership of
my fan club is probably a prime number. A single-digit prime number.
every day is glamorous for NFL players, but I'm just a regular guy. I change
diapers, I pay the electric bill.
Boston is full of
Mass-holes: bitter, cranky, colorful people. People from Minneapolis tend to be
trendy, cosmopolitan and a little arrogant. There's no arrogance in St. Paul.
And no trends.
I'm just a big,
fat guy with red hair who wears flip-flops and baseball caps. I wish I took
more pride in my appearance.
The best NFL perk
is getting to go against the very best. There aren't many people who can say
that about their jobs.