overcome my hip issues, at least for another year, and I wasn’t interested in asterisks. I wasn’t going to whine and bitch about my hip.4 After reading so many books on sports psychology, I was well aware of what excuses sounded like, in whatever order they’re presented. I knew better than to make excuses in advance of a fight, or in review. I knew that when you try too hard to sway public sentiment on anything, critics will only dig in further. They will see a whiner, and never see anything other than a whiner.
