Sports Quotes

The more you practice the better you'll be, the harder you train the great in you they'll see.

A lost is a lost no matter if you loose by 1 point or 40 points it's still a lost.

Even our recreation was scheduled. There was no time to look for birds or wander into the nearby woods. We were put into teams and sent into violent pursuit of a helpless ball.

I love football. I love the aesthetics of football. I love the athleticism of football. I love the movement of the players, the antics of the coaches. I love the dynamism of the fans. I love their passion for their badge and the colour of their team and their country. I love the noise and the buzz and the electricity in the stadium. I love the songs. I love the way the ball moves and then it flows and the way a teams fortune rises and falls through a game and through a season. But what I love about football is that it brings people together across religious divides, geographic divides, political divides. I love the fact that for ninety minutes in a rectangular piece of grass, people can forget hopefully, whatever might be going on in their life, and rejoice in this communal celebration of humanity. The biggest diverse, invasive or pervasive culture that human kinds knows is football and I love the fact that at the altar of football human kind can come worship and celebrate.

If we had played Poly a hundred more times that year we wouldn't have beaten them again. On that night we found a way. It was an unbelievable thing. It was a marvelous, miraculous win." -Coach Frank Allocco

Sports just happen to be excellent for avoiding foreign-language stage fright and developing lasting friendships while still sounding like Tarzan.

There is no " i " in team. But there are two in motivation. 

And yet, winning is like a welcome drink going down your throat, like a beautiful embrace. It is brilliant while it lasts but it isn't forever. The high eventually melts away and the journey of life begins afresh. The truly remarkable among us visit these highs periodically; winning then becomes a journey, a graph where each point is crucial but is in reality merely part of a larger curve.

No wrong in aiming or applauding the win but always agnize one's efforts.

Revolution is a spectators sport. The majority will sit in the stands and watch the factions fight. At the end they will choose side with the team that is winning.

If you watch a game it's fun. If you play it it's recreation. If you work at it it's golf.

When I see joggers go by I shout "Jim Fixx is dead. Fats Domino lives!"

A writer is a spectator, looking at everything with a highly critical eye.

The Game gives you a Purpose. The Real Game is, to Find a Purpose.

If you just play really hard, he says, nothing else matters.

Have you noticed that whatever sport you're trying to learn, some earnest person is always telling you to keep your knees bent?

We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.

If you stop fighting for what you want, what you don't want will automatically take over

Nobody in football should be called a genius. Football players are not like Norman Einstein.

I feel the need to endanger myself every so often.

Approach the game with no preset agendas and you'll probably come away surprised at your overall efforts.

Harvard coach Bill Reid would later credit Teddy Roosevelt with saving football. But words in a rule book are one thing. Someone had to show the nation a new way to play the game. The Carlisle Indians did that.

But don’t you find it boring to wear only two colors?” “Not at all. I find it liberating. I believe my life has value, and I don’t want to waste it thinking about clothing,” Malcolm said. “I don’t want to think about what I will wear in the morning. Truly, can you imagine anything more boring than fashion? Professional sports, perhaps. Grown men swatting little balls, while the rest of the world pays money to applaud. But, on the whole, I find fashion even more tedious than sports.

just as a stool requires three legs to stand upright so the taekwondoist must cultivate basic skills, meaningful forms, and effective sparring in order to have both feet firmly planted in the art

It’s amazing how two thin pieces of clothing can hold such deep memories. Laughter, pain, victory, defeat, friendship, fatigue, elation… they’re all there, but only to the person who’s worn the uniform

Molly stood up. You made an error! She felt like saying. A bad throw. So what? It's a baseball game. A game. Who really cares? A bad throw? In the great scheme of things? A bad throw? Of course she didn't say that. She understood that your own errors always feel tragic.

Ice hockey is the closest thing to religion permitted by the Soviet Union.

A man with new ideas is a madman, until his ideas triumph.

readers are saying;“A great story about a fan's love for 'all things sport' ...”" Great read. Must buy as a stocking stuffer."“A great piece of work

Outcasts may grow up to be novelists and filmmakers and computer tycoons, but they will never be the athletic ruling class.

This guy is such an obvious cheater that once when he had a hole in one he wrote down zero on his scorecard.

Sometimes, in a tight game with runners on, digging in at short, ready to break with the ball, a peace I'd never felt before would paralyze the diamond. For a moment of eternal stillness I felt as if I were cocked at the very heart of the Midwest.

Many people say I'm the best women's soccer player in the world. I don't think so. And because of that, someday I just might be.

The roof was torn off the gym. God's way of telling the jocks that they'd better remember who's really charge.

In the dust of defeat as well as the laurels of victory there is a glory to be found if one has done his best.

There was no 'I' in team, but there was meat in team. And we were all dead meat.

Things that aren't important, that have nothing to do with winning and losing, don't have to be a rule.

An atheist is a man who watches a Notre Dame - Southern Methodist University game and doesn't care who wins.

His eyes are a hazy swirl ofgray, like a thick mass of clouds gathering before an impending storm

The accusation raises my hackles. “Why? Because I’m a player?” Indignation makesmy tone harsher than I intend for it to be. “Have you ever thought that maybe it’sbecause I haven’t met the right girl yet? But no, I couldn’t possibly want someone tocuddle with andwatch movies with, someone who wears my jersey and cheers for meat games, and cooks dinner with me the way you and Garrett—

After joyfully working each morning, I would leave off around midday to challenge myself to a footrace. Speeding along the sunny paths of the Jardin du Luxembourg, ideas would breed like aphids in my head—for creative invention is easy and sublime when air cycles quickly through the lungs and the body is busy at noble tasks.

I'd only seen Julius play a few times, but he had that gift, that grace, those fingers like a goddamn medicine man. One time, when the tribal school traveled to Spokane to play this white high school team, Julius scored sixty-seven points and the Indians won by forty.I didn't know they'd be riding horses," I heard the coach of the white team say when I was leaving....Hey," I asked Adrian. "Remember Silas Sirius?"Hell," Adrian said. "Do I remember? I was there when he grabbed that defensive rebound, took a step, and flew the length of the court, did a full spin in midair, and then dunked that fucking ball. And I don't mean it looked like he flew, or it was so beautiful it was almost like he flew. I mean, he flew, period."I laughed, slapped my legs, and knew that I believed Adrian's story more as it sounded less true.Shit," he continued. "And he didn't grow no wings. He just kicked his legs a little. Held that ball like a baby in his hand. And he was smiling. Really. Smiling when he flew. Smiling when he dunked it, smiling when he walked off the court and never came back. Hell, he was still smiling ten years after that.

It's hard to unlock a door with a condom," Emma shot back.His brilliant smile stole her heart. "Honey, you'd be surprised how many doors those babies have unlocked.

Politicians and sports coaches both need to be smart enough to master the game, but dumb enough to think it matters.

You have to give 100 percent in the first half of the game. If that isn't enough, in the second half, you have to give what's left.

Art reaches its greatest peak when devoid of self-conciousness. Freedom discovers man the moment he loses concern over what impression he is making or about to make.

As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.

I've been let in on a dirty little secret: winning changes nothing. Now that I've won a slam, I know something that very few people on earth are permitted to know. A win doesn't feel as good as a loss feels bad, and the good feeling doesn't last as long as the bad. Not even close.

It is naive to think that sport is above politics, that any kind of level playing field exists, or that sport allows the world to put its problems on hold.

I read that Monica Seles got stabbed. And although I have nothing against Monica Seles, I'm glad somebody in sports got stabbed. I like the idea of it; it's good entertainment. If we're lucky, it'll spread through sports. And show business, too! Wouldn't you like to see a guy jump up on stage and stab some famous singer? Especially a real shitty pop singer? Maybe they'll even start stabbing comedians. Fuck it, I'm ready! I never perform without my can of mace. I have a switchblade knife, too. I'll cut your eye out and go right on telling jokes.

Play to win but never fear to lose. Win or lose-either way you are a winner.

To be a professional you have to act like one as well..

I'd never been much of an athlete, due to a physical condition I'd had since birth (unathleticism). Perhaps if there were a sport centered around lying on your couch in a neurotic stupor all day, I'd take an interest.

I had grown used to getting a pat on the back and being told after a good result: 'Well done, David - you should be happy, you're the first clean rider.

You all know and lived the 'secrets' to De La Salle's success-love, brotherhood, sacrifice, discipline, heart, courage, passion, honesty. These are not just 'catch words' we throw around to impress others or justify our existence. We know what these mean because we created it and lived it. Understand that with that knowledge there is no turning back for us-ignorance is not an option. It is your future duty, no matter where you end up, to create the environment you have created here by bringing your best selves to the table.

One of the privileges of being an athlete is that on days when I have practice and games, I’m present whether I’m present or not. It’s not fair, but that’s the system. What can I do about it?

Lucia opened the door. "They say not to discuss politics and religion on the first

It takes more than one individual to make a team.

If it were easy it would not be any fun.

Life is a sports make it count.