In trying to scramble out of a hole, it sometimes digs it deeper.

I think when the bottom started to drop out, we didn't recognize it.

I wanted a football man. Now I'm extremely happy the way it turned out.

I can't help but think he would have been so embarrassed by this. He would have shook his head and tried to hide in a corner somewhere.

Ronnie, why are you so good to me?

My earliest recollection of the Giants was on a Sunday morning in the autumn of 1925,