We rush for the stars as we crawl toward our graves.
The only mystery in life is why the kamikaze pilots wore helmets.
I'm not saying that they were Einsteins; they were marginal students. But every ballplayer whoever touched me has moved up his station in life. And the players moved up my station.
I don't discuss basketball. I dictate basketball. I'm not interested in philosophy classes.
I want my team to have my personality: surly, obnoxious, and arrogant.
It's so ridiculous to see a golfer with a one foot putt and everybody is saying "Shhh" and not moving a muscle. Then we allow nineteen year-old kids to face a game-deciding free throw with seventeen thousand people yelling.