Nine times of not getting it done and to finally get it done in this way, is awesome.

I'm a graduate of Hoover, I've been an assistant or head coach the last nine years and I have never seen a Hoover team hold an opponent to two single-digit quarters ? nine points or less ? and still be down at halftime. That just is unheard of.

Oh that was awesome. I'm still clear up on cloud nine.

It is not possible to define. Nothing has ever been finally found out. Because there is nothing final to find out.

We're all made of stories. When they finally put us underground, the stories are what will go on. Not forever, perhaps, but for a time. It's a kind of immortality, I suppose, bounded by limits, it's true, but then so's everything.

Some college coach is going to grab this kid and turn him into a beast.