The high road's the only road I know. Let's keep on that way.

Do we need a top-flight quarterback? Do human beings need air to breath?

I was reminded of another very special word when I was driving into Ann Arbor this morning, and that word is homecoming. Our family's had three homecomings to Ann Arbor, Michigan, in my lifetime.

I love football. Love it. Love it. I think it's the last bastion of hope for toughness in America in men, in males.

People often think that there's a general who makes all the difference, but I would reject that. It's a team effort. It's the power of the wedge.

Football - it's not fun when you lose. That's a heartbreaking thing. But then there's a new week, and a new opportunity and I definitely get happier and happier as that new opportunity approaches. So 'win the next game,' that's my mindset.

Attack each day with an enthusiasm unknown to mankind.