A lot of things happened when I left there, and to be fair they treated me really bad, and now I have to play against them so I don't have any feelings for them at all.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I was leaving I kind of felt a little bit sad, because I made some friends down in skid row.
I realized I had been keeping people around even when deep down I knew they were bad for me. I had overridden myself.
There were probably a few games I played where I should not have played, because of some nagging injuries or something. I used to always talk the managers into playing me, because I wanted to play so badly.
Through all the bad guys that I've played, they're justifiably bad - they have their reasons. It's been important to me.
Mostly I am sorry for the way I thought of other people. Like a good general, I had treated everyone who wasn't with me as against me.
I was a big troublemaker in the group. I put them through a lot of pain, but as much as I gave to them, they gave right back to me.
I think I earned the players' respect, and that's the ultimate in life, isn't it? I didn't care if they liked me or disliked me, as long as I had their respect.
Like a good general, I treated everyone who wasn't with me as against me.
At a certain point in my personal life, I went through a divorce and lost some people close to me.
I am told that I had a bad temper, and remember being banished to the back hall until civility returned.
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