Some Times Your Best Effort Just Isn't

I'm Going To Be One Of The Top Four That's Ever Played This Game, For Sure. And If They Don't Want Me To Have One Of Those Top Four Spots, They'd Better Find Another Spot On That Mountain. Somebody's Gotta Get Bumped, But That's Not For Me To Decide. That's For The Architects.

For If Any Be A Hearer Of The Word, And Not A Doer, He Is Like A Man Beholding His Natural Face In A Glass: For He Beholdeth Himself, And Goeth His Way, And Straightaway Forgetteth What Manner Of Man He Was.

But Now, Being A Parent, I Go Home And See My Son And I Forget About Any Mistake I Ever Made Or The Reason I'm Upset. I Get Home And My Son Is Smiling Or He Comes Running To Me. It Has Just Made Me Grow As An Individual And Grow As A Man.

I Was Supposed To Take The Ball Out. I Told Coach, 'there's No Way I'm Taking The Ball Out, Unless I Can Shoot It Over The Backboard And It Goes In. I Told Him, 'have Somebody Else Take The Ball Out, Give Me The Ball, And Everybody Get Out Of The Way.'

The Best Option For Me To Do Was Not To Move. I Tried, And Any Little Nudge Or Step, It The Cramping Would Get Worse. It Was The Whole Left Leg ... Nearly The Whole Left Side. ... I Drank A Lot Of Fluids At Halftime. I Even Changed My Uniform.