Create havoc, create destruction.

The Bulls talked to just about every person who ever met me.

I'm fighting against becoming soft. That's the worst thing you can say to a basketball player.

Create havoc, create destruction.

I can't begin to describe the amount of crap I've taken for being a lousy free-throw shooter.

To hang out in a gay bar or put on a sequined halter top makes me feel like a total person.

I have one regret: I wish I was a better father.