I know I can still play at a high level.

Everybody who knows me knows how I get down.

Sports kept me off the streets. It kept me from getting into what was going on, the bad stuff.

Forever. My brother is not a bad person. The best thing for Marc now is leaving college, getting away from a bunch of people he was around every day. Now he'll have a chance to play in the NFL and have somebody who can be there with him and can guide him in the right direction.

During my time in prison, I told myself that I wanted to be a part of the solution and not the problem.

The beginning of my love for football goes back to when I was seven years old. I was spending time with my grandmother, Caletha Vick. I never knew anything about the game until one Sunday afternoon when she turned on the television because the Redskins were playing. They were my Uncle Casey's favorite team-and my grandmother's favorite too. After watching the game with them, I was hooked.

It was hard to get away from all of the people that I thought had my best interest at heart, and they really didn't.