"My freshman year we were at practice and Coach was angry at us. I mean livid. He threw us out of practice and as we were walking off the court, he throws an unopened water bottle across the gym floor and it goes underneath the bleachers. The next day we came back and tried to fit an unopened water bottle under the bleachers. There was no way it would fit. It wasn't even close. We all just looked at each other. It was Coach K's magic, I guess."
J.J. Redick
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