The Raiders of old were vicious and crazy and cruel. Hanging around their locker room was like hanging around the weight room at Folsom Prison.

The internet is like a gossipy girls' locker room after school, isn't it?

No one knows what to say in the loser's locker room.

I'm comfortable in the locker room situation, so whatever.

It's just good to be back in the locker room.

In the locker room, they would tell me, 'Go get me a jock strap in the back room' or something, ... So I would go over to the Cowboys complex. Bill Bates would say, 'Shawn, go get me a Gatorade.'