#football

I don't see myself as Johnny Football. ↗

— Johnny Manziel

#i #johnny #myself #see

I'm a racehorse fanatic rather than a football fanatic. ↗

— Steve McManaman

#football #i #rather #than

My memories are of my dad taking me to football on Saturday mornings, and my mum taking me swimming. Those are the things I remember from my childhood, not sitting around the table debating capitalism and the profit squeeze. ↗

— David Miliband

#capitalism #childhood #dad #debating #football

I grew up half the time in a small town called Mart, Texas, and half the time in L.A., because I was acting. My high school was crazy about football. ↗

— Jesse Plemons

#acting #because #called #crazy #football

When you're younger, it's about, 'How can I get better? How can I become the player that I want to be?' As you get older, it's, 'How can this football team improve?' While all along getting better along the way. ↗

— Tony Romo

#along #become #better #football #football team

I love football, football is my life. ↗

— Wayne Rooney

#i #i love #life #love #my life

I realised I'd been spoiled at Liverpool. We were used to winning. In Italy I grew up as a person. I didn't enjoy the football, mind. It was very defensive, but I became a better player because of the work I had to do around the box. Off the pitch, I learned about what to eat and what to drink to be successful, and I learned about life. ↗

— Ian Rush

#around #became #because #been #better

The same boys who got detention in elementary school for beating the crap out of people are now rewarded for it. They call it football. ↗

— Laurie Halse Anderson

#high-school #high-school

I have a 12:34 representational time dance. I do it at 3:33 every other Tuesday (twice a day). If you’d like to participate in my choreographed dance routine, bring a football helmet and a half empty can of tuna (keeps the stray cats away, because I perform in a gritty, grimy downtown alley).
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— Jarod Kintz

#cats #choreography #dance #dancing #day

When did my house turn into a hangout for every grossly overpaid, terminally pampered professional football player in northern Illinois?" "We like it here," Jason said. "It reminds us of home." "Plus, no women around." Leandro Collins, the Bears' first-string tight end emerged from the office munching on a bag of chips. "There's times when you need a rest from the ladies." Annabelle shot out her arm and smacked him in the side of the head. "Don't forget who you're talking to." Leandro had a short fuse, and he'd been known to take out a ref here and there when he didn't like a call, but the tight end merely rubbed the side of his head and grimaced. "Just like my mama." "Mine, too," Tremaine said with happy nod. Annabelle spun on Heath. "Their mother! I'm thirty-one years old, and I remind them of their mothers." "You act like my mother," Sean pointed out, unwisely as it transpired, because he got a swat in the head next. ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#humor #mother #humor