I was running directly over there when he hit the guy. I was like, "Ink, come on let's get up." I knew something was wrong because he never says "I'm just going to lay down." They told him just to stay down because he tried. I seen him lift his head up trying to get up anyway.

As much as me and him talk and be around each other, to see him laying down on the field was like your brother or something getting shot or something. It like scared me to see him down on the field.

He was like, "Look, Hef, I'm moving my hand." You know, like he was moving his fingers around and his arm was itching. He's got feeling in his arm I'm assuming.

I pray for him every night hoping that he will be all right. Maybe if he wants to play football again he can come back and play.

That was one of the best feelings in the world.  You have one of your brothers come back from something a lot of people can't come back from, just to come out there and show his face and show he still loves the game.

We conferred with the doctors and there is no chance for further injury to his arm if he's padded up well.  He practiced today and did just about everything there was to do.

I don't know whether he'll get five snaps or 50 snaps, but he's going to be able to play in this football game.  And this is a one-game deal. He has to have the surgery because if it goes longer than a couple of weeks, the muscle starts to atrophy.

Thank God it's not me across from Justin Harrell when he knows it's his last couple plays.  It's going to be nasty.