A Quote by Tessa Virtue

I'm quite fair and I need to protect myself with a good ball cap. Any time I can rep the Jays or the Leafs is great. — © Tessa Virtue
I'm quite fair and I need to protect myself with a good ball cap. Any time I can rep the Jays or the Leafs is great.
I'm a good dad and a fair husband and I work quite a bit. That takes up a fair amount of time.
Every rep I did on chin-ups, on squats with 500 pounds, I never said, to myself, 'Oh, my God, another rep.' I said, 'Yes, another rep, because that will make my dream turn into a reality.'
I'm quite a calm player. I like to have the ball at my feet, I'm good with the ball and I'm quite good at reading the game.
That last rep where you're trying as hard as you can and you barely make it! That is what turns on the growth mechanism in your body. That last almost impossible rep where you're bearing your teeth, you're shaking all over, you need assistance! That rep is very special, that rep is very different. There's something special going on inside your body when that happens.
I guess I do prefer a ball cap. I have performed without a cap, mostly at funerals and weddings.
If I drop a ball, I'm going to beat myself up, or if I go out and a rep isn't perfect, I feel like I've got to do it again.
Any time a quarterback can protect the ball and not throw interceptions, that's huge.
I like being able to go to the supermarket and go on the Tube and have an ordinary domestic life. I'd hate to have to protect myself. I'm quite lucky that I can carry on without any intrusions. I don't get given a hard time by anyone.
I used to go to Maple Leafs games all the time when Nic shot To Die For here in Toronto. This is a great city. I love it here.
It's just boring to see a team punt the ball and have the returner fair-catch the ball all the time.
It takes quite a bit of time to become enlightened. But it really is not so different from learning any other art; all you need is time, a good teacher, and practice.
I Need a Good Book I need a good story. I need a good book. The kind that explodes Off the shelf. I need some good writing, Alive and exciting, To contemplate all by myself. I need a good novel, I need a good read. I probably need Two or three. I need a good tale Of love and betrayal Or perhaps an adventure at sea. I need a good saga. I need a good yarn. A momentous and mightily Or slight one. But with thousands and thousands And thousands of books, I need someone to tell me The right one. -John Lithgow
I was stealing the ball from all the guys. Every time they dribbled the ball, I used to take it, and I'd go down the court, and I'd either lay it up myself, or I'd pass it to one of my teammates. I was getting a lot of excitement from that; I felt good about doing that.
You need me, just whistle," he said as he arranged his ball cap over his eyes against the sun leaking through the frost-emptied branches. "You're not coming?" Lifting the brim of his cap, he eyed me, "You want me to?" he asked blandly. "Not really, no." He dropped the brim and laced his hands over his middle. "Then why are you bitching? It's a crime scene, not a grocery store.
We've often gotten the rep for being a player's coach. 'Talk sweet to 'em all the time.' In reality, we're very disciplined, very demanding. You can only be that way if you're fair and you're consistent.
Any time as a corner you feel like you're in good position and the ball's still coming, you don't understand why, but you don't care at that point. You just want to catch the ball and hold up your end of the bargain if they throw it to you.
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