For Every Bad Moment I've Had, There

I Used To, Like, Hit For A Half Hour And Then Go Eat Cheetos The Rest Of The Day, Come Out And Drill Forehands. Now I'm Really Trying To Make It Happen, Being Professional, Really Going For It, And I Miss My Cheetos.

When You Come Off Something Really Disappointing, You Want To Come Back And Kind Of Regroup And Get Involved In Something Positive Right Away.

If Nothing Else, I'm A Decent Quote.

No, If I Wore A Sleeveless Shirt, People Would Try To Feed Me After The Match. If You Got The Guns, Go For It. I Got Two Breadsticks Sticking Out Of My Sleeve. I'll Stick With Sleeves.

I'll Be The First To Admit It, The Life I'm Leading Is Basically A Joke. I Should Probably Be Cooler About It, But I Can't Fake It, You Know?