I Think I Like This Guy

This is from Peter King's site. It is a record of Ed Reed of the Baltimore Ravens dealing with autograph seekers. I think I like him now. Ed's responses are in italics:
"Ed! Ed! Mr. Reed!"

"I'll get there. Don't worry. I'll get there."

"Thank you. Thank you."

"You're my favorite player on the team."

"Thank you."

"Ed, how's it feel to be a great player?"

"Pretty good! Thank you."

"Can I have one of your gloves?"

"No. I need them for the afternoon practice."

"How about your shirt? Can I have your shirt?"

"If I gave you my shirt what would I practice in?"

"Can I have one of your gloves? Please! Please!"

"No, I need 'em."

"Can I have anything?"

"You can have an autograph."

"Please keep signing, please please."

"Don't worry, I will. Just don't push."

"Can I have one of your gloves?"

"Don't ask him that! It's my question!''

"Eighty people have asked me for my gloves. I can't.''

"Take one to the house this year.''

"I'll try."

"My brother can't be here today. Can you sign his helmet?"

"Sure. You got one too? Give it to me, little man."

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

"Do you need your glove? Could I have a glove please?"

"Nope."

"Can I have your shirt then?"

"Can't have that either, but I'll sign for you."

"Can you sign my shirt?"

"Yes, sir. How's that?"

"Bet you get 12 interceptions this year."

"Nope. 13. I'll get 13."

"Mr. Reed you're my favorite player!"

"Thank you."

"How's the neck this year? Are you okay?"

"It's a little sore I'll be okay."

"You da man!"

"Thank you."

"Hey, can I have one of your gloves?"

"I can't give you my gloves. I need 'em today."

"Best safety ever! Better than Lott!"

"I guess I'll take that."

"Ed! Ed! Ed! Mr. Reed!"

"Don't worry, I'll get to you. Don't push."

"How'd you get so good?"

"Practice. Like doing math in school. You like math?"

"Hate math. I like science."

"Okay, science. The more you practice it, the more you study it, the better you get. That's like football."

"You're never going to leave us are you?"

"Never!"

"Good, we need you."

"I like those gloves. Can I have one of your gloves?"

"No."

"Mr. Reed! Mr. Reed! Can I touch your beard?"

"No. How do I know where your hands have been?"

"Ed! Ed! Right here! One more!"