For The Record

That's Drew Brees. I started freakin' out and he was like, oh hey what's up? I'm like, ah, ah, ah, yeah. I 'm over just almost tearing up.

I just remember thinking two things: How glad I am to be alive. And how glad I am to go to Michigan.

We’re not scared of nobody. That's not in the makeup of this team. In fact, if anything, what we have is the opposite of fear.

I liked challenging people and making them uncomfortable. That’s what leads to introspection and that’s what leads to improvement.

Let’s make it so loud at the stadium that the whole entire country can feel it. And then let’s go and win number 28, New York.

A lot of people didn’t even know Edwin had been killed. And they definitely don’t know his story. I owe it to my brother to remedy that.

Make Miller Park even LOUDER than normal. And then, we’ll feed off that energy and, well … let’s just see what happens, Milwaukee.

"Dear 2018 Maryland Terps football team, Ever since the final whistle of that truly incredible Week 1 victory over Texas, I’ve found myself thinking about yo

"Markelle Fultz on the jump shot the entire basketball world has been talking about. Isaiah Thomas on a brand new start with the Denver Nuggets. The two g

Soy un futbolista profesional, pero esta no es una historia deportiva. No es una “historia de éxito” ni tampoco una historia para llorar.

I feel like I'm the Kevin Bacon of basketball. I played on some amazing NBA teams in my career, like it was a series of guest appearances.

To put it really simple: If you don’t respect women’s basketball, you’re a joke.

I hoped that Harvard would prepare me for the rest of my life. What it couldn't prepare me for was how a kid from Ferguson, Missouri would change me.

The cancer may be gone, and the chemo may be over, but the real fight is just beginning. Now it’s football season. And I’m just getting started.

I’m ready to put on that White Sox uniform and show you all what I can do. I’ve been waiting to play pro ball in Chicago since I was 11.

I was perched up on that chair. On my tippy toes … all ready to go. I just had to take that one last step and it all would’ve been over. The end.

“Wait,” she said. “James Walker ... you mean his father, right? Not Junior. Not my James.” She lowered the phone and started to sob. Then she told me my brother

I'm a professional soccer player, but this is not a sports story.

What’s up, Memphis? I wanted to introduce myself to y’all, but I didn’t really know how to start this letter. Anybody who knows me knows that talking about myse

Maybe I’ll really get into a few and outdrive some of the guys. I’ll definitely be swinging as hard as possible. You can count on that.

I called a bunch of coaches in men’s soccer. They told me that there was no way I was ever going to play on a men’s team. They were wrong.

Being a Maple Leaf is all I’ve ever known. So before I leave, I just wanted to say thank you.

One broken hand. One postseason ban. Two torn ACLs. Two years in the G-League ... and it still only takes one phone call.

I felt like I had been waiting to play for a club like the Sharks my whole life.