He's the one who makes us work. He bails us out, and finds ways to score or get the ball to other guys for them to score.

We felt pretty good when the game was within our reach. It got within our reach, and we just grabbed it.

We couldn't play with them the way that they run up and down the floor - that's why we shortened the game. We weren't supposed to be here, but we put a plan together and executed it to perfection. This is probably the biggest win of them all.

He looked after me (in college). He'd say, Come by my room, let's go to the gym.' I followed him around and learned the ropes.

I apologized to him about the score. I told him that's the only way I could play him. He wouldn't want to murder me like that.

He was kind of confident he was going to win. I told him I might have some problems.

I knew they would probably be there. I said I needed to hold up my end of the bargain.

We kind of play alike. We believe in zones and discipline. We're so much alike on coaching theory.