When I got married in 1992, I was an assistant coach at Duke. My wife wasn't interested in being a coach's wife. I wanted her more than I wanted to be a coach. As much enjoyment as coaches get out of the game, it can be hard on a family. Most coaches pick up and move every few years. That's really hard. There's also stress on the family from winning and losing. It's difficult.
I couldn't carry my law practice and be a TV analyst. I chose what got me a better seat at games. It just kind of took off and I made a career out of it. I'm still with my law firm, but I don't practice law anymore.
The first time I saw my wife, Wendy, I was thumbing through a basketball magazine. Like everyone else, I wanted to see what they were saying about me. Her picture was in the magazine. She was a cheerleader at Duke. I thought, ‘She goes to my school, maybe I have a shot.' I started pursuing her. They probably call it stalking now.
My wife is an artist who has her own studio at our home. About 10 years ago, when I came home from a road trip, I walked into the house and there was a painting on the mantel. Being married, I learned to be careful what I said if I saw something new. I asked her where she got it, thinking how much did it cost. She told me she painted it. Through her, I understand art a lot better. My wife is really good. My 17-year-old daughter, Tori, is even better. It's amazing how she can draw in pencil anything you give her.