I played in a basketball league until I was 40 years old. I played every Monday night and the guys would say, "You take him out, and you'll see us afterwards."

I think you've all heard my story about my daughter and how we felt Children's Hospital saved her life when she was less than a year old. I won't go through all of the details of that.

Through years of experience I have found that air offers less resistance than dirt.

I don't really have a problem saying good-bye to things. All things come to an end.

It's difficult to excel at something you don't truly enjoy.

Whether it's pool or Ping Pong, I can't stand to have my kids beat me. Especially Ping Pong! And when they beat me, they just needle the devil out of me. That's fine. I'd rather have that than let them win a shallow victory.

When I want a long ball, I spin my hips faster.