Number 45 Doesn't Explode Like

It's Heavy Duty To Try To Do Everything And Please Everybody . . . My Job Was To Go Out There And Play The Game Of Basketball As Best I Can, ... People May Not Agree With That . . . I Can't Live With What Everyone's Impression Of What I Should Or What I Shouldn't Do.

Other Than My Parents, No One Had A Bigger Influence On My Life Than Coach Smith. He Was More Than A Coach – He Was My Mentor, My Teacher, My Second Father. Coach Was Always There For Me Whenever I Needed Him And I Loved Him For It. In Teaching Me The Game Of Basketball, He Taught Me About Life. My Heart Goes Out To Linnea And Their Kids. We've Lost A Great Man Who Had An Incredible Impact On His Players, His Staff And The Entire Unc Family.

Maybe It’s My Own Fault. Maybe I Led You To Believe It Was Easy When It Wasn’t. Maybe I Made You Think My Highlights Started At The Free Throw Line, And Not In The Gym. Maybe I Made You Think That Every Shot I Took Was A Game Winner. That My Game Was Built On Flash, And Not Fire. Maybe It’s My Fault That You Didn’t See That Failure Gave Me Strength; That My Pain Was My Motivation. Maybe I Led You To Believe That Basketball Was A God Given Gift, And Not Something I Worked For Every Single Day Of My Life. Maybe I Destroyed The Game. Or Maybe You’re Just Making Excuses.

I Didn't Come Here To Be Average.

I Just Feel That At This Particular Time In My Career, I've Reached The Pinnacle Of My Career, I've Achieved A Lot In That Short Amount Of Time, If You Want To Call It Short, But I Just Feel That I Don't Have Anything Else To Myself To Prove.