It kind of clipped my foot and split through it. The pain started to get extreme and originally I thought I just hit a funny bone. I still had to drive the sled down the track, but then I could just feel the blood to start to run out of my shoe. When I got to the bottom, I quickly realized it was worse than I thought.
Our chances are very good. There aren't but about five or six teams that will be right there for the medals. We have as good a chance as anybody.
I really have fun every day I do it. I'm a grown man, I get to put on Spandex, get in the fastest flexible flyer in the world and have fun with my buddies all day long. You can't get any better than that.
We've not been advised (about security plans). I think it's going to be a standard protocol security situation. This day and age, you have security. I'm not real concerned about it.
It's much like any other team, like a baseball team, a football team, where each year we have guys, older, veterans, all trying out for the same few spots. Each year, every summer they push athletes and drivers are evaluated on their speed and strength, and ability to push a sled. They run through a battery of tests.
It was just a freak accident. There wasn't much I could do about it. It's just like any sport — injuries happen.
I knew I was in trouble when I got to the bottom of the run.
I knew the track was slowing down so I was going to have to have a big-time run, ... I needed to make up 18-hundreths on the Russians. And you can't do that driving a safe line, so I went to the other line and landed on my head. That's racing.