I have always tried to teach my players to be fighters. When I say that, I don't mean put up your dukes and get in a fistfight over something. I'm talking about facing adversity in your life. There is not a person alive who isn't going to have some awfully bad days in their lives. I tell my players that what I mean by fighting is when your house burns down, and your wife runs off with the drummer, and you've lost your job and all the odds are against you. What are you going to do? Most people just lay down and quit. Well, I want my people to fight back.

I'm no genius, but I'm a damn good football coach.

Baton Rouge happens to be the worst place in the world for a visiting team. It's like being inside a drum.

You never know how a horse will pull until you hook him to a heavy load.

You must learn how to hold a team together. You must lift some men up, calm others down, until finally they've got one heartbeat. Then you've got yourself a team.

Don't talk too much. Don't pop off. Don't talk after the game until you cool off.

Don't give up. Reach down inside of you and you'll find something left.