We gotta show up tomorrow ready to eat somebody's face.

We gotta show up tomorrow ready to eat somebody's face.

I think I'll Look back and go, 'That was a really good career move.'

After walking off the field feeling nauseous knowing my wrist was broke and hearing Philly fans yelling 'You deserve it,' and, 'That's what you get,' I am motivated to get back quickly and see to it personally those people never walk down Broad Street in celebration again.

I don't want this to be a distraction. This has been distracting enough. I'm not going to rehash this going forward. I'm sure other people are going to have questions about it, but we've got a big season coming up.

You get taken in, and they give you a jumpsuit, which are a lot more comfortable than you'd think. It depends on where you go - what floor or what cellblock. For me, you go in, and you're just in with a bunch of other people who are in serving their time. You're just in there. It's just boring. You're in detention, essentially.

I want to get out in the community and make sure everyone knows I'm not some renegade driver that's out there and irresponsible and reckless. I really think this is just a one-time thing. You live and learn. If you do the crime, you do the time, so to speak. With that said, I got a lot going for me. I got a great job, a great career, a great family. This is just a little bump in the road. My spirit's not broke. I'm not down and out by any means.