Everybody knows I got a temper. It's not a temper temper-not an off-the-field temper. It's a competitive temper, wanting to do good. But as far as being a guy who disrupts a lot of things, who doesn't want to listen? Nah, man. That's false. That's false because I'm excelling.

I'm starting to realize I can't practice a certain way during the week and expect to play another way on Sunday.

I want to keep winning, the hell with the record.

I Play When I Want to Play.

When you're rich, you don't write checks. Straight cash, homey.

You can't stop me in bump. And you definitely can't stop me playing off. You just try to contain me and stop me from getting a lot of catches.

I'm still overwhelmed and, at the same time, kind of star struck that I am part of this New England Patriots organization.