He killed me last time. So I watched on film all the shots he made, all the bad things I did. I had to stick with him and not get tired.
He killed me last time. So I watched on film all the shots he made, all the bad things I did. I had to stick with him and not get tired.
I don't know what was going on at the beginning, when he would just go out there and play. Now, he gets out there and works. He's intimidating, always dunking.
Once he made one off the glass, I knew it was his night.
We didn't make their defense work. We stood around too much on the perimeter.
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