I am not struggling. What I do, it is what I do.

I am responsible for me. I can kind of take care of what I need to do and should do what I like to do.

It is not fun singing about losing somebody like that, but at the same time it was easy to write because the memories were so real and vivid and so much a part of who I am.

I am a bit of a lefty on some issues.

According to the papers, I'm miserable, alienated, and on the brink of resignation. But that's simply not where I am.

At many a moment on many a day, I am convinced that pro football must be a game for madmen, and I must be one of them.