“And if there aren’t any dominant teams, then people enjoy discussing that.”

I think the Cowboys are one of only two teams in all of sports that engender love and hate to that extreme.

There are some things in life where it’s better to receive than to give, and massage is one of them.

As a kid growing up, I was so in sync as a fan that that served me well through the years. I can feel the game.

I’ve always felt that I’m in a spontaneous business and if you script something, if you plan something, it will sound that way.

It’s the bane of both the news and sports businesses, both electronic and print.

The other is the Yankees. You love the Yankees or you hate the Yankees.

I always believe in miracles.

Any time a running back reaches the age of 31 or 32, he has to lose a step.

The Miami Dolphins have to be taken seriously. Here’s a team that seems to be jelling.

People didn’t know the difference between a blue line and a clothes line.

Those three words, Monday Night Football, resonate like no other.

I still believe Emmitt has enough left in the tank to be a productive back over the next couple of seasons.

You want the lyrics to match the melody, because if you are composing a song or recording a song, it’s cacophonous if they don’t match.

Do you believe in miracles?

Tiger Woods is like a piece of fine art that belongs in the Louvre, and so, too, is Scott Medlock’s painting of Tiger Woods and Sergio Garcia…a true masterpiece!

I’ve always felt that the game itself is pretty much a melody and I am there to provide the lyrics.