Savor each moment — not just the victories, but also the experiences, the relationships, the emotions. And when times get tough, look to your family for support.
Here's what I want you to think about before you jump off that starting block or dive into that pool: Why are you doing this?
Dear 17-year-old self: When your Laker dream comes true tomorrow, you need to figure out a way to invest in the future of your family and friends. This sounds simple, and you may think it’s a no-brainer, but take some…
You’re going to play for the U.S. team for a long time. But never take anything for granted. Make the most of the opportunities you have.
You’re meeting some friends from the league at a restaurant tonight, and it will be another good time. But before you go, I want to teach you a new word. The word is no.
Racing is not kind to all of us, Mario. But it will be kind to you — so kind that at times you’ll even feel guilty, wondering why you are deserving of such good fortune while bad things happen to…
Listen very carefully. When your family moves away from Três Corações, don’t forget the socks of your mother. If you forget them, your life may be very different.
Get up. Get up off your knees, Vernon. Because if you don’t, you’ll never forgive yourself, and you’ll leave this world with a broken heart.
In case you do end up following Mama’s footsteps, in life or in golf, here’s some of what I know so far. (And to the young girls also reading who want to be athletes, hopefully you learn something, too.)
Dear 12-year-old Dame: Listen to me. When the reporter comes to your locker with the empty cup, don’t freak out. Don’t curse. Don’t get offended. Don’t even react. This is a very important test for you. Just smile and go…
Learn to repeat this over and over, like your own little mantra: He’s just too small. Oh yeah? F--- you. He’s just too small. Oh yeah? F--- you.
Go to the magic place. I know — you were just there. I know, I know. But don’t be shy. I promise. Go there again ... Go to the ice.