Ike had a lot of talent, but he was very raw. We knew we would have to work with him on his technique and teach him the game.

He's a kid, he's a talent. I wish he was on my team.

Ike might be following him around.

Jack lifts his mug. Me an Ike do the same.
To Molly Pratt, says Jack.
Ike scowls at him. Watch yer mouth, he says.
Jeez, Ike, says Jack. All I’m sayin is … to Molly Pratt.
Ike looks sly. Leans in an waggles his eyebrows. To Molly Pratt, he says, an her frilly red bloomers.
One helluva woman, says Jack.
One helluva pair of undies, says Ike.
Then they throw their drinks down their necks.

When he hit Ike [Hilliard] up that seam [46 yards and a touchdown on New York's first drive], I knew it was curtains. Curtains.

We're going to be good next year. We got to figure out the raw talent. Next year we're going to be even better.