There is always a mystery behind losing. I guess it’s only logical to say, people confront the fact of losing in different ways. All last night, that’s what I saw. People were angry at themselves, stoical, sad, and some of them wanted vengeance. Needless to say, I believe you begin understand yourself more as a person, when you lose a football game. You win as a team, or you lose as a team. That’s the way I see it. It was about six weeks of conditioning, three weeks of practice, and only one game. This is what brought me to love the game of football.

21 straight lines five yards apart. That is a football field. Someplace along the line you have to come to an understanding with yourself. Either you fight or you give up. I just can’t wait to play football again. This has truly been an experience for me.