I never could stand losing. Second place didn't interest me. I had a fire in my belly.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I just hated to lose.
I hate to lose. It's a bad feeling, but, I mean, it kind of gets you resettled, gets you back right.
Losing hurts me. I was determined to be the best.
I hate to lose. Sometimes, I let my emotions get out of control.
In everything I've done, I always just hated to lose more than I like to win.
I caught on fire twice on the stage, but I was promptly put out. It was just my leg.
Second place is just the first place loser.
I just was in the second round. That's painful, because always is tough to lose, but well, that's sport. You win, you lose.
Nobody feels any worse than I do about losing.
I didn't lose. I got second. That's still winning. How could I be unhappy with second place? There are a million people who would love to be in my position.