Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks.

May you be fourty years in heaven before the devil knows your dead.

We needed someone who could play like the devil and sing like heaven.

May you get to heaven a half hour before the devil knows you're dead

[The team] really stepped up their intensity and played intelligently down the stretch. Every win makes us head in the right direction. It's always a good feeling to get a win after you haven't won in a while.

When the devil leaves, heaven comes in