When you heard the whistle coming from the street, that meant it was football time. Real football.
Clemson beats Alabama, 35-31, to win the College Football National Championship
We dug ourselves out of that 4-5 hole. We didn’t panic. We embraced the adversity and kept fighting. That’s the Steeler Way.
That’s it, kid. You are now a goalie. Go put on your pads. A life of pain and misery (and a whole lot of fun) awaits you.
I know I belong. I got my family by my side. What is there to lose?
Do you remember the lunch rush at McDonald’s? Just two years before the Rio Olympics, you were a 21-year-old college dropout, bagging fries.
Astros fans, I’m here to tell you: It’s going to be a special year. Mark it down. I can already tell.
The kid who hit me fell on top of me, and we slid toward the boards. It wasn’t in slow motion or anything like that, but I knew it wasn’t going to be good.
No matter what happens next, I know I’ll never experience something as special as being a Tar Heel.
You know what you need to do next.
You’ve spent your whole life giving me the support I needed to achieve my dreams. Someday soon, I promise you, I’m going to help you live yours.
It’s easy to say that there’s nothing like college football … because it’s true. There isn’t. But those words mean different things to different people.
I’m announcing my retirement from the NBA. Staying true to myself, I made this mildly humorous video.