I was just working on music and reading. It was relaxing. I would just stay up so late for no reason because I was bored.

It always felt like I had to be a realist.

I didn't try and say anything terribly meaningful. I'm definitely not a social commentator at all.

I like to believe that my best hits border on felonious assault.

My idea of a good hit is when the victim wakes up on the sidelines with train whistles blowing in his head... I like to believe that my best hits border on felonious assault.

If I had to go into a battle and I needed someone loyal and courageous to cover my blindside, I know damn well Woody would be my man. I know, too, that God hasn't created a more generous, compassionate, or more understanding man than Woody Hayes.

The fact that I fell into this seemed more like a stroke of good fortune than hard work. Not to say that I didn't work hard, but it wasn't like, "I'm going to be a musician."