It Just Wasn't Right The Way They

It Just Wasn't Right The Way They Were Behind By 25 Points And Then They're Told To Hold The Ball.

All Of The Sudden, My Right Leg Caved In. I Crumpled To The Floor In Pain. The Doctor Weren't Sure I'd Ever Be Able To Play Again...and Even If I Did Recover Physically, The Psychological Scars Of So Traumatic An Injury Might Never Heal.

My Thing I Liked Was To Challenge Guys That Were Smaller, Guys That Were Supposed To Be Quicker. Because I Think Self-consciously I Was Trying To Prove To People It Wasn't Just My Height That Was Getting Me Across In These Various Sports. It Was Some Other Intrinsic Things That I Had That Made Me A Good Athlete.

And I Remember Leaving My Place In L.a. And - My Father Is A Big Fight Fan - And I Said, 'dad, I Got A Couple Of Days Off And I'm Getting Ready To Go To Houston To Sign To Fight Muhammad Ali.

A Big Dog Tends To Be Much More At Ease With Kids And Gentle With Them Than A Little One That's Always Yelping.