“It was 84-0 at the end. Actually, they stopped it early for some reason.”
Stuart suppressed a smile. “Bad luck, Bertie. But I’m sure that they’ll do better next time.” He paused. “What do you think went wrong, Bertie?”
Bertie thought for a moment. “I think it’s because our team was told that they should share the ball, Daddy. So they did. They shared.”
Tag: competition
It’s a god-eat-god world.
It’s a god-eat-god world.
Never ascribe to an opponent motives meaner than your own.
You should feel real proud.
Coach Taylor: I’ll tell you something. I know you didn’t want me to step foot in your house tonight. I’ll tell you something else and don’t you ever forget this. You should feel proud. You should feel real proud.
Matt: Yes, sir.
Coach Taylor: This is all yours for the taking. Depends on how much you want it. It’s yours for the taking. The other night you played for a few minutes. Tomorrow, four quarters. You can’t be distracted by anything. You’re gonna have a lot of distractions. You’re gonna have our fans, their fans. You got the band. You got the cheerleaders with their pretty young-shaped legs bouncing up and down. You got a job to do. Nothing else.
Coach Taylor: Saracen. I need you to work a little bit harder. You need to learn this offense, son. You need to know this offense in your mind, in your body. You need to know this offense so well that your children are gonna know this offense in their own DNA. Do you understand me? Do you understand?
Matt: Yes, sir.
Coach Taylor: All right, go on.