There's no "I" on the football field. We have a total commitment to each other when we're out there. There is no doubt. It doesn't matter. The wins and losses of the game don't resonate with us. What resonates with us is "how much effort would you give for the man next to you."

I've never stopped loving the game since day one. If it were a job to me it would be very hard for me to get up in the morning. And why leave something that you can never come back to? Realistically, whether you accept it or not, you only get one wave in this journey. Run at it as hard as you can.

Let me explain my job very simply: My job is to line up five, seven, 10 yards in front of a man and run into him at full speed.

You don't care if I'm guilty or not. You gonna make sure I go to jail for life.

And that's my honour, that's what my goal is, to always keep my mum's name ringing, because I know what sacrifices she went through for me.

Once again, God to all glory, because I didnt feel one thing. I didnt hurt it one time. I actually argued with my equipment staff to take it off half way through the game, because I thought I didnt need it. I was trying to tell them it was stopping me from extending, but you know what, Ive always trusted them with their advice. It was kind of important to keep it on, and for me to come out and not have a bruise, not tweak it, not do anything like that, is just really awesome.

Greatness is a lot of small things done well. Day after day, workout after workout, obedience after obedience, day after day.