People Come Out To See You Perform

People Come Out To See You Perform And You've Got To Give Them The Best You Have Within You.

People Who Worked With Me Or Knew Me Still Called Me The 'world's Fastest Human' Because I Almost Never Stopped. I'd Found That I Could Get More Done With No Regular Job Or Regular Hours At All, But By Being On My Own, Flying To Speak Here, Help With A Public Relations Campaign For Some Client There, Tape My Regular Jazz Radio Show One Morning At 5:00 A.m. Before Leaving On A Plane For Another City Or Another Continent Three Hours Later To Preside Over A Major Sporting Event.

I'd Noticed Him Watching Me For A Year Or So, Especially When We'd Play Games Where There Was Running Or Jumping.

Every Morning, Just Like In Alabama, I Got Up With The Sun, Ate My Breakfast Even Before My Mother And Sisters And Brothers, And Went To School, Winter, Spring, And Fall Alike To Run And Jump And Bend My Body This Way And That For Mr. Charles Riley.

There Is Something That Can Happen To Every Athlete And Every Human Being; The Instinct To Slack Off, To Give In To Pain, To Give Less Than Your Best; The Instinct To Hope You Can Win Through Luck Or Through Your Opponent Not Doing His Best, Instead Of Going To The Limit And Past Your Limit Where Victory Is Always Found. Defeating Those Negative Instincts That Are Out To Defeat Us, Is The Difference Between Winning And Losing - And We All Face That Battle Every Day.