The only thing that would change would be the year, the names. It just got to be a repetitious life.

We're as average as everyday's wash.

I was still enjoying coaching, but there was a repetitious manner about it.

The coach is the team, and the team is the coach. You reflect each other.

I don't count on the boy who waits till October, when it's cool and fun, then decides he wants to play.

As far as I'm concerned, everything's ham and jam.

When I was a freshman at Oklahoma in 1946, the game was sold out - and it's been sold out ever since.