It was a well-played basketball game: they did some nice things with the ball but I didn't think our defense was that bad. We played with a lot of emotion and a lot of intensity but we were fatigued at the end.

I got there just a second late but he had me beat anyway, ... so I just came off and turned and threw. I got lucky. I appreciate it, Jones.

It was moral instincts. It was just wrong. I just wasn't going to let him get away with it. Plus, I was a member of the bank, and that was my money he was stealing, too.

It seemed like every time we'd get it to one or two and get a shot at the rim, it seemed like it had a lid on it. We were down two and O'Rourke had a wide-open 3 that was in and out; down two and Tyler Gilbert had a 15-footer that was three-quarters of the way down and out.

It's in my top 20. I haven't seen a ball hit that far in a while.

I felt like I had good stuff, but ran out of gas a little earlier than I normally would, ... I didn't realize I had that many pitches. I had no clue that I threw that many. It didn't feel like it. I guess I was all over the place.

It's hard to keep up with him, though.

It gave me a headache halfway through, but I got through it. The defense was definitely in the right place at the right time.