For once, them coming in tonight and settling these cases and apologizing. ... I mean, I couldn't stop crying.

It's torturous sitting here not knowing, wondering what they're talking about. I wish we could be in the deliberation room. But we'll just have to sit here and wait.

Who's the one getting beat up here? Who's the one being attacked? This was a 90-pound kid.

I no longer pursue happiness, for it alludes me in every occasion. It is as if I'm trying to find something that is invisible, and sometimes I can't help to wonder if I'm the only one who it is oblivious to

There's that initial reticence for some athletes to take you seriously.

He rebounded well, made some nice passes to create things for other guys, and made some big shots, too.