Quotes About Injury

There is no safe blow to the head, especially for a child.

I know if I don't look after myself, I will be talking to you in a couple of years' time mumbling my words and slurring. It won't be because I am drunk: it will be the fighting, taking blow after blow to the brain. That scares me. I don't worry about being killed in the ring; it's losing my mind that I fear.

I can't play guitar if I blow my arm out.

Who knew I was blowing my Achilles?

We all know that the NFL is the best of the best, and there's great competition across the board, so any time you're hurt or something like that, and another guy gets his opportunity, he's going to try to make the most of it.

It's just important for me to be healthy and just to take care of my body. Fans will appreciate the sacrifices we make with our bodies but I was just working a little more hurt than I should.

Bombs do very, very bad things to human bodies. It's incredibly shocking to see.

I tore ligaments in my shoulder completely off the bone.

For a lot of players, it's not that they don't want to play anymore or that they get tired of it or bored of it. It's that their bodies give out.

It does bother me because I know I'll play through anything. But in the NBA, they want you to take care of your body, so they try to protect you from yourself.

I wish my memory weren't so bad. They tell me it's from all the football and boxing and the concussions that I got.

My opinion, football is the most dangerous sport there is. After that, I'll give it to probably boxing.

I break orbital bones.

Last good pratfall I did, I broke bones in both hands. I still feel it when people shake my hand.

I broke both legs, which is why I ended up lying in bed for three months. It was six months before I could walk on one leg.

I broke my right ankle. Four ribs. One rib went into my liver. My spleen. My back in two places.

I broke my leg is all I did. I didn't break my brain.

I'm fine, except, you know, I broke my pelvis. And that's not much fun.

My son broke his arm. I couldn't do anything, couldn't be there. That's when I knew I was a bad parent. I was doing the same thing my dad had done to me.

I had my both my ACLs repaired in college and I broke my patella, so those were all nine-month ordeals, if not longer.

The moment when I broke my leg, when I realized my leg was broken, I thought my career was over.

I've broken probably every major bone in my body.

I still feel the pain from the fact I've got a bullet in my brain.

I've been operated on a whole bunch. I've broken everything there is to break.