I don't know what to say really.

[Gunter S]

Three minutes
to the biggest battle of our professional lives
all comes down to today.
Either
we heal
as a team
or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch
play by play
till we're finished.
We are in hell right now, gentlemen
believe me
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 age man could make.
I pissed away all my money
believe it or not.
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, that's part of life.
But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
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.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever 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 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?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQg7lHdJNj4

[Silverwinged]

good old inches pep talk.
gets me every time. :(

[rustybob]

Good ol' Any Given Sunday. That speech was fucking sick. Like two years after I retired from playing sports and shit, I happened to watch that movie. That speech totally gave me the shivers; brought back memories from the time were I used to be good at basketball.

There were a couple other parts in that movie that give me the shivers as well. Probably the one that comes to mind the most is when Al Pacino is talking with Jamie Foxx near the end of the movie, about how one of his former quarterbacks didn't miss the game, the girls, etc. etc. so much, but the comradere (sp?) and being out there with everyone trying to win the game. Me, I'm the same way. I don't miss playing sports so much, but the trips, the comradere, and all that, I totally miss that.

Any Given Sunday was one day well written movie.

[cubed]

THAT'S HOW WE ROLL!!!