“When you’ve battled for every point. When you’ve made every bone-crunching tackle and every grinding scrum count. When you’ve believed in every single man around you and dug deep into the reserves of your soul, you can look each other in the eye and know your crown may have been taken away but not without a fight.”
“We’re out there. The ones who push you. Then try to push past you. Get you up before the alarm and out sweating. Dark or rain. We give you our best to get the best from you. Scoring against us tastes sweeter. Fighting us makes you fiercer. We’re not the many. But the few close enough to get under your skin. And that’s exactly why we take you further. Move with us or against us. Together we will make it count.”
“The first hit of the game. Leaving it all on the field. Team first. A battlefield. A street fight. The feeling inside when you lay someone out. The silence before the storm. The storm. Self-discipline. 9,000 fans for a school with 800 students. Football is everything. An entire year in the weight room. Working through the pain. Doing it for all the players who wore the uniform before you. Manhood. 2-a-days in 103 degree heat. Sacrifice. What you think about 24/7/365. The silence on the bus. The crowd so loud you can’t hear yourself think. State. No excuses.”