What I have done in my nine year career was just a glimpse of what I can do.

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

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.

If it's early in the game and the team's not doing well, I get frustrated when I don't get the ball, because I think I can spark the team and get the crowd into it.

I'm a guy here to play football. I'm not here for photos or newspapers or TV shows or trophies or awards. I'm not into all that.

Ain't nothing but 10 grand. What's 10 grand to me?

I smoke a blunt once every blue moon. But hey, the moon looks kinda blue tonight.