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redbenn;1744742; said:so i got disconnected, it says it didn't post the results. yeah, i thought i was done, had no answer for mack, then he got hurt. the strip button was working well, maybe a little tooo well, with 4 fumbles, one at the goal line.
Russ Probst said:Well boys, now that we've warmed up, you might as well take off the shoulder pads. Go 'head, take em off. Take off the helmet, the pads, the gloves, the pants. Take off them damned visors, socks, allofit! Take off the colors of this school! Take them off!
Everyone outside of this team and it's fans says you might's well not walk out of that tunnel. Everyone other than those who bleed for this team say that we don't deserve this stage. Everyone outside of this family says those two a days that you worked mean nothing. Those stairs that you ran were in vain. The injuries you've sustained were meaningless! You are out of you're league; you don't belong on this field! You might as well concede defeat.
Number six in the country, Heisman Trophy candidate, big boys from Houston. Against us meek, tough, sonofabitch boys from lil Waco, Texas.
*Long Pause*
To those that doubt us, I have one thing to say; here, we breed MEN!
I look into each and every one of your eyes, and I see MEN. Hungry for victory, thirsty for vindication, savages in the defense of our pride.
Because in you men I see a reflection of my goddamned self. Hungry for victory, thirsty for my own vindication. And you best believe I will fight to the tooth and nail like a savage for you all this night!
I'm not going to ask you to go out there and compete. As men that goes without saying. I'm not going to ask you to go out there and win, for that is in God's hands.
But I am going to ask one thing of this team before we go and take that field. Let it never be said again of this team that we play without heart. Let it never be said again of this team that we have no emotion. May they never forget this night! Through that door is our moment, our time, our home.
May God have his purest MERCY on the team that stands in our way!
I never said that. Ripping your hearts out in the 4th quarter keeps our TV revenue flowing.You might as well concede defeat.
Number six in the country, Heisman Trophy candidate, big boys from Houston. Against us meek, tough, sonofabitch boys from lil Waco, Texas.
Meanwhile we not only celebrate our women, but win with them too:To those that doubt us, I have one thing to say; here, we breed MEN!
A fact which has somehow resonated with AND eluded you (see below)I'm not going to ask you to go out there and win, for that is in God's hands.
I don't want to tell you how to run a program, but you might want to stop asking for help for your rival. That hasn't been working out very well for you. Thanks for another W! :cheers:May God have his purest MERCY on the team that stands in our way!