I did some digging and found some of the interview transcript - here it is:

“I didn’t put it in front of winning, but I think we all have things that we have to do. There has to be a line somewhere, and that’s what ended up happening.”

I keep getting emails about extensions. They always go to my junk mail, which I guess kinda makes sense, since it’s regarding my “junk.” But you’d think they’d go to the “Penis” folder I created. Why isn't my Gmail filter working? Wait, what were we talking about?

You’d think the mayor would appreciate somebody who didn’t dwell on Rio’s problems.

They’ve got a death lineup. Possession dies with Melo. Possession dies with Rose. Noah’s knee dies. Porzingis’ career dies. Fans are dead inside. Lot of death all around.

He probably should avoid talking about breaking anything down.

7 weeks till the season starts and Jay’s out here fucking around. God damnit.

NO! Agree, they should give him a prize for this:

I get this isn’t a glamorous job, but is it really necessary to shit on this guy for working?

Our collective future of Lax Bros is indeed scary.

I’m not going to say relying on Kazmir to perform under pressure is a bad idea but every team he’s played for might

For those of you who don’t know, the perceived speed stat is obtained by performing a postgame colorimetry analysis on the back of the hitter’s pants.

“I’ve been there, man.”

I feel bad; the whole thing must really stink for him.

Hmm...maybe if he knew somebody who specialized at throwing objects with accuracy and velocity at a target almost exactly 60 feet away, that person could knock the drone out of the tree...

Y’all should have known fucking Marchman wasn’t splurging for AC.

So, funny story- the commenter I met, he and I had been planning on meeting up at the awards show. But when I got there, I realized “oh shit I didn’t actually coordinate with Kanye Westeros, how am I gonna meet him :-(” But I happened to overhear this guy saying “yeah I’m a commenter” and I just like “HEY WHATS YOUR…

Just imagine how good he’s going to feel when he finally takes that human-skin suit off and lets his dorsal venom sac breathe.