Ursa Major said:
CDAGRIZ said:
getgrizzy said:
PlayerRep said:
Yes, I know what Pflu was quoted on. I posted it a week or so ago too. It wasn't said in connection with an arrest or a charge. It was said after a scrimmage. JJ was ultimately acquitted, never lost his schollie or kicked out of school, graduated, and got a settlement from UM. Doesn't seem that the quote was any big deal, and certainly didn't merit firing. Do you think it did?
No, the quote didn't get him fired. The part about "character and tremendous moral fiber" certainly caught everyone's eye and the fact that he said that in the face of the what was going on made it come off as a shot back at someone. Pflugrad could've easily made his comment more generic. Had he just replaced "character and tremendous moral fiber" with "abilities" the quote would've gotten very little attention.
How is this still a thing? Did you hear about the new movie The Hangover? Hit me up on MySpace and we will chat about it. I have to charge my Blackberry and return some DVDs to Blockbuster, so I'll catch up with you later after Peyton Manning and the Colts dominate Monday Night Football.
The story has become the e-Griz version of the Iliad. It's required reading once a quarter. It's the Homeric story of not two men but two "good" men. I understand Paramount has purchased the rights to the story and Al Pacino has signed on to play the role of Pflu.
I heard the same. Strong families all around.
I don't know what to say really. Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives all comes down to how I post on eGriz.com. Either we heal as a team, or we are going to crumble like Bobcats. Inch by inch, play by play, till we're finished. We are in hell right now, gentlemen. Believe me. It's like Bozeman. And we can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us or we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb out of hell. One inch, at a time.
Now I can't do it for you. I'm too old. I look around and I see these young faces, and I think, I mean, I made every wrong choice a middle aged man could make. I uh....I pissed away all my money, believe it or not. I bought property in Gallatin County. I chased off anyone who has ever loved me. And lately, I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror.
You know, when you get old in life, things get taken from you. That's part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff. Like conference games in November. You find out that life is just a game of inches. So is football. Because in either game, life or football, the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half step too late or to early, you don't quite make it. One half second too slow or too fast, and you don't quite catch it. One poster on a porta-potty, and you look like an idiot. The inches we need are everywhere around us. They are in every break of the game, every minute, every second.
On this team, we fight for that inch. On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces for that inch. We CLAW with our finger nails, and through people in shit ponds, for that inch. 'Cause we know, when we add up all those inches, that's going to make the fucking difference between WINNING and LOSING; between LIVING and DYING.
I'll tell you this: in any fight it is the guy who is willing to die who is going to win that inch. And I know
if I am going to have any life anymore, it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch. Because that is what LIVING is. The six inches in front of your face.
Now, I can't make you do it. You gotta look at the guy next to you. Look into his eyes. Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you. You are going to see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because he knows when it comes down to it, you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That's a team, gentlemen, and either we heal now, as a team, or we will die as individuals.
That's football, guys. That's all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?