First there are those who are winners, and know they are winners. Then there are the losers who know they are losers. Then there are those who are not winners, but dont know it. Theyre the ones for me. They never quit trying. Theyre the soul of our game. – Paul William “Bear” Bryant
Through this broad street, restless ever, Ebbs and flows a human tide, Wave on wave a living river; Wealth and fashion side by side; Toiler, idler, slave and master, in the same quick current glide. – John Greenleaf Whittier