The only time I'd played organized basketball was my sophomore year in high school, when I barely made the junior varsity team.

I'm going to come out and tell it like it is.

I go out there and get my eyes gouged, my nose busted, my body slammed. I love the pain of the game.

If I don't finish in the top three for the next Nobel Peace Prize, something's seriously wrong.

I was confused as a kid. I was confused about my sexual identity.

I felt like calling attention to AIDS. I had the AIDS ribbon colored into my hair during the playoffs in '95.

I don't want to be bulky and stiff.