“I think the way I’d like to be remembered is, I was one of the best we had. … I do a lot of sportsmen’s dinners and I feel very proud when they say, ‘Our Frank’ and ‘Our Ricky.’ I’m not saying we were the best, but we were probably the two most loved. I was the man of the people, Jack the Lad, the kid next door, couldn’t give two shits, said it the way it is. And the best thing I had in retirement was the love that I had from the fans. … People remember me as one hell of a fighter – but one of the boys.”