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.

I have two secret weapons -- my legs, my arms and my brain.

I miss dogs, man. I always had a family pet, always had a dog growing up. It was almost equivalent to the prison sentence, having something taken away from me for three years. I want a dog just for the sake of my kids, but also me. I miss my companions.

I know I can still play at a high level.

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

I don't think the NFL has ever seen the likes of me, a quarterback who moves the way I do and throws the way I do. I'm not saying that with arrogance or anything. That is just how I feel.