I played T-Mac. I cooked him. Roasted him. Wasn't even close.

I'm reflective only in the sense that I learn to move forward. I reflect with a purpose.

I'm chasing perfection.

I feel like I just returned a 100-yard kickoff in the last two minutes of the Super Bowl to win it all, only to have my run called back by a flag on the play.

Christmas morning, I'm going to open presents with my kids. I'm going to take pictures of them opening the presents. Then I'm going to come to the Staples Center and get ready to work.

I have nothing in common with lazy people who blame others for their lack of success.

I never tried to prove anything to someone else. I wanted to prove something to myself.