We are just going to keep doing what we do.

I just want to win. I don't really try to do too much. But when it comes down to time to win, then we're going to do what it takes to win.

We just have to do what we do and make them adjust to us.

It's part of the game. We don't worry about streaks. We are just going to take it one game at a time.

Give me your tired, your poor,/ Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,/ The wretched refuse of your teeming shore./ Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,/ I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand/ A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame/ Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name/ Mother of exiles.