January was mild and snow free and this is a slap back to reality.

Tomorrow we'll get bombed by some pretty good [rain and snow] showers.

Luckily, the weather's not too good with the snow. So it's a good environment for basketball.

We live on a little island of the articulable, which we tend to mistake for reality itself.

I have never distinguished readily between thinking and dreaming. I know my life would be much different if I could ever say, This I have learned from my senses, while that I have merely imagined.

I told the guys before the game this would be a reality check. Earlier in the year, we didn't have the concentration necessary to pull it out. Tonight we responded when the game was on the line.