Life Is Good. Football Is Better.

My Dad Hated His Job. He Sold Overcoats, But He Wanted To Make Movies. He Had A Failed Career Working With The Ritz Brothers - They Were Like The Marx Brothers, Only A Tier Below. I Always Had A Picture In My Mind Of Him In A Straw Hat.

Live Your Life As A Revolution And Not Just A Process Of Evolution. I Realized Today That If I Stay On A Path Of Gradual Evolution Into The Man I Ultimately Want To Become, I Am Going To Run Out Of Time Before I Reach The Goal.

I Never Thought Of What I Was Doing As A Way To Sell The Nfl. I Was Making Movies About A Sport That I Loved, About Players And Coaches That I Respected. I Wanted To Convey My Love Of The Game Through Film. And Most Artists Convey Their Love Through Art. And My Art And My Love Was Expressed Through Film.

When My Father Bid $5,000 For The 1962 Championship Game, That Was A Huge Amount. It Was Double The Bid The Year Before. Pete Rozelle Was Flabbergasted. Who Was This Guy Who Was Willing To Spend So Much Money On What Seemed Like Relatively Worthless Rights To The Nfl Championship Game?

I Think In The Nfl Knowledge Is Power, And You Try To Get The Knowledge By Whatever Means.