Thank God, I'm Not From This World.

It's Disgusting, But My Father Taught Me When Your Mouth Gets Dry, Just Suck The Sweat Out Of Your Own Jersey. There's No Bravado To Any Of It; It's Just A Disgusting Little Trick.

I'm Not Jumping Through The Gym By Any Means. But I Don't Need To Be Able To Do That In Order To Be A Great Player.

My Brain . . . It Cannot Process Failure. It Will Not Process Failure. Because If I Sit There And Have To Face Myself And Tell Myself, 'you're A Failure' . . . I Think That's Almost Worse Than Death.

There's A Choice That We Have To Make As People, As Individuals. If You Want To Be Great At Something, There's A Choice You Have To Make. We All Can Be Masters At Our Craft, But You Have To Make A Choice. What I Mean By That Is, There Are Inherent Sacrifices That Come Along With That. Family Time, Hanging Out With Friends, Being A Great Friend, Being A Great Son, Nephew, Whatever The Case May Be. There Are Sacrifices That Come Along With Making That Decision.

If You Don't Believe In Yourself...nobo Dy Else Will.