I cannot express how I feel about the loss of our son. He can't watch his boys grow up because of what these vicious, selfish punks did. He no longer can say, 'I love you Mom.'

It was a tough loss for the boys. Benjamin Russell has a good boy's team. We were playing without our regular number one, three and six.

The boys did a good job of bouncing back from a tough loss to Lufkin the other night.

I was never very interested in boys - and there were plenty of them - vying with one another to see how many famous women they would get into the hay.

He was like one of those messenger boys for God ... doing what he could, where he could and hoping that he got it right.

I don't believe in the curse, so I don't blame the curse. I think maybe we love our boys too much so we accept what happens. We have had some bad breaks -- everybody gets those. Ours have been a little more fatal than others.