When the waitress asked if I wanted my pizza cut into four or eight slices, I said, 'Four. I don't think I can eat eight.'

Swing at the strikes.

If you don't know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.

I wish I had an answer to that because I'm tired of answering that question.

It gets late early out there.

We were over-whelming underdogs.

It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.