I think he was surprised when I made my move. He probably thought I wouldn't do it.

It feels good to be going this year because I didn't want to feel like I let anyone down. It was gut-wrenching last year to not be going and to see my teammates compete. Winning was great, but it hurt not to contribute.

I didn't want to let him tie up with me, upper-body me. I wanted to straight-face him and then shoot on him, get into his legs.

Determination. I was just determined that I was gong to do it this time.

I thought I was fine. I thought it was just a headache.

If all great minds thought alike, we'd be stuck in perpetual nothingness.