McEnroe is what he is. You never know what you're going to get, except you know it's going to be fun to watch.

I remember it like it was yesterday. Nine years of age, Chattanooga, Tennessee. We were entered to the National Boys Championship, and we could not get into the tournament.

My first taste of it was 9 years of age. Obviously, (I dealt with it) the day I was born because of the color of my skin, but my first real taste of it had nothing to do with tennis. It was sitting in the back of the bus.

He's been playing great. I had nothing to do with that. It's not genius on my part; he's just playing great.

She got a lamb into the sale her first year, when she was 8 years old. I think she was about half the size of the lamb she was showing.

I told him he ought to spread things out a little bit, instead of getting two in the same show. Especially when you can only sell one.