Dance with the one who brung ya.

But I do have time to pencil in golf, and we've got four excellent courses.

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

On game day, I'm as nervous as a pig in a packing plant.

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

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

I know that the odds are against a marriage lasting 60 years.