He fouled out in the fourth quarter, and that's when I really started getting points. He was no more at fault than anyone.

It was a different sexual situation going on than it is in the '80s and '90s, and I did a very poor job of describing that.

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.

With all of you men out there who think that having a thousand different ladies is pretty cool, I have learned in my life I've found out that having one woman a thousand different times is much more satisfying.

It seemed like whatever I touched, I was breaking record after record. I just knew I was on. I completely destroyed all existing shooting records there - an omen of things to come.

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

But the point of using the number was to show that sex was a great part of my life as basketball was a great part of my life. That's the reason why I was single.