Let me tell you somethin' For every sucker who makes it For every Barry Sanders, for every Jerry Rice... There's a hundred niggers you never even heard of. Sure. The game's taught you how to strut, how to talk shit, how to hit. But what else? Suddenly, there's no more money, no more women, no more applause. No more dream. This is what I'm trying to say to you, Willie. When a man looks back on his life, he should be proud of all of it not just the years he spent in pads and cleats. Not just memories of when he was great. You gotta learn that, Willie, in here. If you don't, you ain't a man. You're just another punk.
Luther tries to tell Willie how to be a man.