Just playing defensive back all my life, generally that ball hits the ground.

"What in the name of your gods is that ball?"

He couldn't give up, not while there was even the slightest chance of finding that golden ball.

When I hit that ball, it felt like a lot was off my shoulders.

I'm going to show people where he hit that ball.

"Every time you drop that ball, you're taking bread off my table."

I wouldn't have caught that ball even if you told me where it was going to drop.

"Nine times out of 10, I drive that ball," he said.

On break point in the third set, I covered that ball.

It was the last time he ever touched that ball.