I tell you what, I was so shocked because I didn't think the ball had enough to get out. It's an absolutely incredible feeling. I can honestly say I did it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I don't know why, but I felt as if I was always behind the eight ball, so to speak.
Where the ball went was up to heaven. Sometimes I threw the ball clean up into the stands.
It's an exhilarating play, and you come off tired, but thrilled.
I always felt before Paul Brown, coaches just rolled the ball out onto the field.
I love being out there on the mound with the ball in my hand. I can control the game. I'm out there. No clock - nothing happens until I throw that thing. Nothing happens. I love that feeling.
Obviously it happens very fast on the field during the game; if anything, it's more of a feel. You feel when the pocket is collapsing around you. You feel when someone is close to you. It is a split-second decision.
I like the ball in a big game. I'm not afraid to take it.
I feel good doing it. It's not like guys are stripping me at half-court or I'm just losing the ball dribbling. I think I'm handling the ball pretty well, just trying to make good passes, man.
I was shot down by a fifth ball, which struck me squarely in the face, and passed out.
I knew it was gonna go out. It was just a question of it being fair or foul. The wind must have carried it 15 feet toward the foul pole. I just stood there and watched. I didn't want to miss seeing it go out.