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I Had The Perfect Job For A Gamer. From February To October, I'd Get Up At 7 In The Morning With Nothing To Do But Play Games Until I Had To Be At The Park Around 1 Or 2 O'clock. When I Got Back After The Game, I Played Until 3 Or 4 In The Morning.

I'm Not Sure I Can Think Of Any Scenario More Enjoyable Than Making 55,000 People From New York Shut Up.

I've Made Mistakes, I've Misspoke, I Am Sure I Will Again Sometime, But That Happens, That's Part Of Being Human In My Book. I'm Ok With That. I've Never Done It Maliciously, Ever.

As Much As I'd Like To Think I'm A Really Good Designer, I'm Average.

I'd Like To Think I Did Well. I'd Like To Think That, If I Had A Must-win Game, The Guys I Played With Would Want Me To Have The Ball. But No, I Don't Think I Deserve To Be In The Hall Of Fame.