He knows when I'm mentally into a game and when I'm not. I can see it in his eyes and he can see it in mine. I cherish that because you don't experience that type of friendship very often. Not a lot of people truly know what you think. At the same time, it allows you to be more critical of each other.
Some people pass out compliments very easily.
Lyle and I don't do that. If Lyle says I had a great game, I know I probably had the best game of my career. Derrick McNally had talked a good long time. High above the Hudson, another practice session called in the distance, another fall afternoon beneath beautifully blue skies beckoned for his best. Five years after making the fateful decision to attend West Point, the sands of McNally's collegiate football career grow thin now, the remaining games tumbling slowly like leaves from the brilliant autumn sky.