Not a Bukeye fan or Michigan fan, but got this emailed to me.
A Few Good Buckeyes
DBF = Disgruntled Buckeye Fan
Tress: "You want playcalling?"
DBF: "I think I'm entitled"
Tress: "You want playcalling?"
DBF: "I want a wide-open offense!"
Tress: "You can't handle a wide-open offense!"
Tress: "Son, we play in a conference that has
defenses, and those defenses have to be blocked by men
with quickness. Who's gonna do it? You? You? I have a
greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom.
You weep for Clarett and you curse the playcalling.
You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not
knowing what I know: that conservative playcalling,
while tragic, prevents turnovers. And my playcalling,
while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, prevents
turnovers. You don't want a wide-open offense because,
deep down in places you don't talk about at
tailgating, you want me on that sideline - you NEED me
on that sideline. We use words like Discipline, Poise,
and Decision-Making. We use these words as the
backbone of a season spent accomplishing something.
You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time
nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who
rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very
undefeated season I provide and then questions the
manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just
said "Thank You" and went on your way. Otherwise, I
suggest you pick up a clipboard and stand on the
sideline. Either way. I don't give a damn what you
think you're entitled to."
DBF: "Did you call those Power Iso plays?"
Tress: "I did my job!"
DBF: "Did you call those Power Iso plays?!"
Tress: "YOU'RE G** **** RIGHT I DID!"
GO BUCKS!!!
A Few Good Buckeyes
DBF = Disgruntled Buckeye Fan
Tress: "You want playcalling?"
DBF: "I think I'm entitled"
Tress: "You want playcalling?"
DBF: "I want a wide-open offense!"
Tress: "You can't handle a wide-open offense!"
Tress: "Son, we play in a conference that has
defenses, and those defenses have to be blocked by men
with quickness. Who's gonna do it? You? You? I have a
greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom.
You weep for Clarett and you curse the playcalling.
You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not
knowing what I know: that conservative playcalling,
while tragic, prevents turnovers. And my playcalling,
while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, prevents
turnovers. You don't want a wide-open offense because,
deep down in places you don't talk about at
tailgating, you want me on that sideline - you NEED me
on that sideline. We use words like Discipline, Poise,
and Decision-Making. We use these words as the
backbone of a season spent accomplishing something.
You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time
nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who
rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very
undefeated season I provide and then questions the
manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just
said "Thank You" and went on your way. Otherwise, I
suggest you pick up a clipboard and stand on the
sideline. Either way. I don't give a damn what you
think you're entitled to."
DBF: "Did you call those Power Iso plays?"
Tress: "I did my job!"
DBF: "Did you call those Power Iso plays?!"
Tress: "YOU'RE G** **** RIGHT I DID!"
GO BUCKS!!!
