I just remember how good it felt to stand on that ladder and cut down that net. Just to remember putting on that hat and saying that we were champions. To come back to Tallahassee and everybody act like we were celebrities was great.

I'm not trying to climb a ladder - I'm casting a bit of a net.

The shot he got off after he cut toward the net was just a blur, ... I don't think that any goalie could have stopped it.

I'm trying not to let it matter. If they wanted to cut it in two, they could. It wouldn't be ethical but it would be legal. It's not mine anymore.

It felt like there would be no end,

What I remember perhaps most is starting up that ladder and looking over my shoulder and looking at those footprints down there and realizing that they were really mine and that there weren't going to be any (more) for a long time to come.