 Well, I took that very seriously. So I kept passing the ball off. And I remember on one occasion, this actually happened. We're in the locker room at halftime. We're behind against the team that we should have been beating handily. And I hadn't shot the ball in the whole first half. And at halftime, the coach came over and grabbed me by the shirt and scrunched it up so he was about to choke the life out of me. And he said, R.C., he said, in this half...