I played football with my whole body - My hands, my head, my face. I did it all.

There are two things panic patients hate to do. They hate to take medication - and they hate to go to doctors. They hate to come to grips.

Sometimes I pay for it, With the way I walk now, the things I did to my body wasn't supposed to be done. At 48 years old, it is saying, 'Hey, Earl, remember what you did to me?'.

I had two things I could do: I could run over you, and I could put a good stiff arm on you. That was about it.

If it weren't for the dark days, we wouldn't know what it is to walk in the light.

Everything in life has a price on it - there ain't a damn thing free in America, and football has got a price on it.

I have a wife and two boys. One is 18 and the other is 14. The 18-year old is getting ready for college next year and he made a decision to run track. He runs a lot like Michael Johnson.