Dear Gus

I always told you to follow your heart with passion. You did it. You still do. I love you for that. Thank you, Gus, for being you — and for letting all of us see all of you.

Letter to My Younger Self

The thing about Chicago basketball is, it’s not even a sport. I mean, it is, but not like that. It’s more like a fight.

Letter to My Younger Self

“It’s 1991, you’re 35-and-a-half years old, you have two bad knees and seven months left on your contract…you’re going to become a professional wrestler.”

Letter to My Younger Self

Believe in yourself. Believe in your instinct. And you’ll find out just why God has given you this talent.

Letter to My Younger Self

Let me just say one thing that I want you to keep with you: Always play football with the hunger you’ve had. Keep your drive to improve. To do more. To be the best.

Letter to My Younger Self

The one bad thing about this letter is that I can’t use it to reach back and slap you upside the head to knock some sense into you.

Letter to My Younger Self

The Yankee Way will remind you of your dad, and the importance of doing things the right way. You’ll grow to love it. Then you’ll become a world champion.

Letter to My Younger Self

I write to you today as a 60-year-old man, and I have some news from the future that you probably aren’t going to believe: There are 30 teams in the NHL in the year 2017, and next season, there’s going…

Letter to My Younger Self

It’s a mad area, Peckham. I mean it’s home. Good mates. Good memories. It’ll make you who you are. But it’ll make you want something more. You’ll want better for yourself, for Mum, for Dad, for your little brothers and…

Letter to My Younger Self

Dear 21-year-old Ryan: I have a joke for you. Stop me if you've heard it before ... What’s the difference between Ryan Leaf and God?

Carta a Mi Yo Más Joven

Estas asustado porque la pequeña avioneta que te está llevando a ti, a tus padres y a tu hermana, no está volando lo suficientemente alto. Esta volando muy cerca del suelo. Pero tiene que volar bajo. Porque si no lo…

Letter to My Younger Self

You’re scared that the small propeller plane carrying you, your sister and your parents isn’t flying high enough. It’s flying way too close to the ground. But it has to. Because if it doesn’t, somebody might spot you and you…