We lived in Yorkville, which is located on the East End of Manhattan. It's further east than Hell's Kitchen, and back then it was the kind of place where the roaches and cockroaches were big enough to carry away small children.

But in fairness also to the idea of continuing success, you also have to exploit opportunities.

Cooper was my road roommate, and also happened to be the first African American player drafted by a National Basketball Association team.

These days I smile benignly at the fights that I see in NBA games. There aren't any broken noses or black eyes, which happened quite often when I played.

The MVP award was very satisfying in terms of personal accomplishments, but the championship was the most important thing of all.

We lived in Yorkville until 1940, at which point we moved into the St. Albans neighborhood of Queens.

I once heard that Paul Seymour said as much as winning an NBA Championship, he'd like to see the Celtics lose a game after Auerbach brought out the cigar so he could go up to Arnold and stuff the cigar in his face.