We're still learning to play as a team. We have a ways to go.

I had a professor one time... He said, 'Class, you will forget almost everything I will teach you in here, so please remember this: that God spoke to Balaam through his ass, and He has been speaking through asses ever since. So, if God should choose to speak through you, you need not think too highly of yourself. And, if on meeting someone, right away you recognize what they are, listen to them anyway'.

I was 10 or 11 years old and the youngest guy on the block. They didn't want me to play. (Westbrooks) said if I could get within six inches of the stob, he would let me play. I did just that.

We've had a member whose leg was carved up as they took a sample of leg hair.

There must be something in the Black Warrior River.

The actions of the sergeant were heroic.