When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you. It makes me forget the distance and capture you.

Ask me to play. I'll play. Ask me to shoot. I'll shoot. Ask me to pass. I'll pass. Ask me to steal, block out, sacrifice, lead, dominate. Anything. But it's not what you ask of me. It's what I ask of myself.

For me, already being part of a single parent household and knowing it was just me and my mom, you'd would wake up times and hope that the next day you'd be able to be alongside your mother because she was out trying to make sure that I was taken care of. But all I cared about was her being home.

I've put our guys in position. I gave them the blueprint. I think they're ready.

We don't want to get frustrated because it sticks in your mind too much. We have to work at it and see what we did wrong.

We want to win it all. The only reason we play this game is to win championships.

As a parent you protect your kids as much as possible.