I was little shaky on my five, six-footers. A couple of them I hit a little too hard, and they just came right back at me -- a few lip-outs -- but it happens and you move on.

When I hit it, some guy standing behind me was like, 'Oh, go in, go in,' and it was just taking off. It was exciting.

I just started to make more putts and just hit shots closer to the hole and give away less and less shots as the week went on.

It's definitely a relief. It's a long week, and I managed to hang on in the end. It was hard work. It was a grind all week.

Speedy I think hit five or six shots in a row. We had it tied a couple times, and we know that they like to come down and play that pick and roll, which is a fake pick and roll. Speedy hadn't hit that many jumpers up until that point, but he was sort of streaky. He hit a couple jumpers, and we never recovered from that.

The bottle hit the floor and broke and sprayed five or six feet.