Yelling Quotations | Page 3

I was surprised I had so much time behind the net, and Mueller was yelling (for the puck) at the top of his lungs. Two guys went toward him and I just walked out front and backhanded it in.

I was skating back and yelling at him to freeze the puck. I was assuming that he was going to but he had a different idea. That's why communication is important.

Some guy was just yelling at me. It wasn't the first time. I'm not going out there to start something with a fan by any means, not at all. But it gets to the point where some of the things they say cross the line. Trust me, I don't usually talk to fans.

As contentious as last night's meeting may have been to the general public, when you've been through controversy as I have been I think (the council has) more in common if you're listening for it. It's hard through the clapping and yelling and shouting to hear what everybody is saying. I was trying to listen. That's a role I see as mine, to bring these very folks together to hear what they're saying.

I go into it with the attitude that I'm not going to look at my leg, and as soon as they get the wrapping off of it, I'm like, 'I've got to look.' It's like yelling at a dog going, 'Squirrel!' I cannot not look. And then I spend the rest of the time sitting there with a wet washcloth on my forehead trying to regain consciousness.

I was on the ground and all twisted up. They were pulling the ball away from me and all yelling ?fumble, fumble.' But, my butt was already on the ground. I knew that it wasn't a fumble.

I wasn't yelling at anybody. I was as fired up as everybody. We're all upset when goals go in. It's not a finger-pointing thing but the process of moving ahead and making sure it doesn't happen again.

I was not about to give this up. I didn't know what I was going to do, but I could see the bear about 70 feet away and my fish was still about 50 out. I just started reeling him in and my son-in-law decided it was not worth the risk and he ran. Everyone was yelling at me to run too.

I remember one of the first gigs I played with that amp was at a local church. They wanted someone to fill in with the guitar and my friend say, 'Ah, he can play.' And so I dragged the amplifier down and started playing and everybody started yelling 'turn it down!'

That is a tough place to play. It's a little gym and you've got people screaming and yelling all game long. It's what high school basketball is all about.