It occurred to me in my junior year of high school. I got my first letter from a big college. I still have that letter to this day - a letter from Indiana.
Back before I injured my hip, I thought going to the gym was for wimps.
My favorite driver is always either the bad guy or the underdog.
I was the type of guy that used to get up in the morning and go out and just out run everybody on the field without stretching or warming up or anything.
I was a pitcher, shortstop and outfielder, and the Yankees tried to sign me out of high school as a first-round draft pick in 1981. I turned them down to go to college.
As a 9th grader, I competed with the high school kids and out of 600 people, I finished 10th.
