It's the playoffs. There's no room for okay.
All this stuff doesn't happen to you for your own sake. It doesn't happen to you so you can fill your shelves with trophies or line your pockets with cash; it happens so you can have a positive influence and encourage other people.
If you're a better scorer than me, I'll put you down on the block; you score. I don't care. I can do other things.
You need to learn a practical lesson. Grit alone is not going to save you from sinking.
Shaq was a great physical specimen. I mean, 7 foot, 350 pounds. There wasn't anybody like him.
I know I will leave my work unfinished. I just hope I planted enough seeds in my children and grandchildren that they will continue.
It takes time; you look at what happened with LeBron, Wade, and Bosh. It took them a year or two to get their legs underneath them and figure things out, and even then, that run was relatively short.
A well-rounded education has always been an issue close to my heart.
When all else fails, trust God.
I hope the young guys who are playing today realize what they have been given and will take it upon themselves to give back in return.
