I couldn't have come close without my teammates' help because the Knicks didn't want me to make 100.

We make too much of winning. The mere fact of winning doesn't make you great.

I'm a big man and I like big dogs.... The dogs kept growing until only one of us could get in the elevator. It caused enough hassles so they finally kicked me out of my apartment.

I couldn't have come close without my teammates' help because the Knicks didn't want me to make 100.

All of the sudden, my right leg caved in. I crumpled to the floor in pain. The doctor weren't sure I'd ever be able to play again...and even if I did recover physically, the psychological scars of so traumatic an injury might never heal.

You must understand as a kid of color in those days, the Harlem Globetrotters were like being movie stars.

If I were given a change of life, I'd like to see how it would be to live as a mere six-footer.