I'm just so intense when I fight, and I think a lot of fans love that.
I just have that extra boost in games. I don't know why.
You don't want to let the other team feed off your outward physical demeanor. But at the same time, you can't go out and play this game and not expect to just be angry and be competitive and be excited and have that fire in your belly.
Guys who aren't going to be brought down on first contact, they'll get you fired up. When you see guys spinning away and getting extra yards, it fires you up.
I blame and credit my brothers for my competitive fire within me. Growing up, I lost at everything! My brothers are quite a bit older - 10 years and 5 years - so it was a challenge, but I have some of the most amazing memories with my big brothers.
To play in atmospheres that are intense is when I play my best football.
Your competitive juice, your love of the game, it's in you. It's hard to get out.
When I walk out there on court, I become a maniac... Something comes over me, man.
I came into the league fighting, and it looks like I'm going to go out fighting.
I am very, very hungry to compete.
That's what you want; that's what you want to play for: fans that are in it and want it as bad as you do.
If you ask what's been my secret of success, most might say it's my God-given athletic ability to throw a football. While talent is important, it's not necessarily the most important thing. Thousands of talented people fail every day. My strength has been my will to win-that competitive fire inside.
I've always played with a high intensity anyway. That's how I've always been.
The '80s, '90s, and early 2000s genes of competitive fire are dead and gone.
I think that's one of the first things you'd say if you met me: that I am just nice and smiley. And that's how I might appear when I'm not competing. But I'm totally different when it comes to sport. It's just something that seems to be within me. It's not external or visual. But it's within me.
The desire to run comes from deep within us — from the unconscious, the intuitive, the instinctive. And that desire becomes a passion when the runner learns to race. Then, the race becomes all — the lovemaking of the runner.
I have a string of competitiveness in me. It's really strange 'cause it's not something that I would even expect myself to have, but every now and then it kinda sneaks out, you know.
