TXA&M07
Roll the dice....
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Mr. Dooley doesn't want it. He doesn't need to be labeled, "Still worthy of being a Vol man". What the hell is that? What is your motto here? "Boys, win atleast 8 games , save your hide. Anything short of that, we're gonna buy out your contract after just two seasons"? Well, gentlemen, when the sh!t hits the fan, some guys run and some guys stay. Here's Dooley facing the fire and there's the nega vols hiding in Ole Fulmer's pocket. And what are you doing? You're gonna reward the nega Vols and destroy Derek.
FREAK: Are you finished, Mr. 07?
07: No, I'm just gettin' warmed up. I don't know who went to this place, Peyton Manning, Johnny Majors, Eric Berry, whoever. Their spirit is dead, if they ever had one. It's gone. You're building a rat ship here. A vessel for seagoing whiners, and if you think you're preparing these minnows for manhood, you better think again, because I say you are killing the very spirit this institution proclaims it instills. What a sham. What kind of a show you guys are putting on here today? I mean, the only class in this act is probablly out recruiting, and I'm here to tell ya this boy's soul is intact. It's non-negotiable. You know how I know? Someone here, and I'm gonna say who, offered to let him back in the WAC. Only Dooley here wasn't selling.
FREAK: Sir, you're out of order.
[FREAK hits the gavel; 07 stands up angry]
07: Out of order. I'll show YOU "out of order"! You don't know what "out of order" is, FREAK. I'd show you, but I'm too old, I'm too tired, I'm too effing reasonable. If I were the man I was five years ago, I'd take a...
07: [slams his cane on the desk, screaming]
FLAMETHROWER to this place! Out of order? Who the hell do ya think you're talking to? I've been around, ya know? There was a time I wore my Orange. And I have a lot of Orange. Men like these, younger than these. Their play calling questioned, their clock managment scrutinized. But there is nothing like the sight of an amputated spirit. There's no prostetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot solder back home to Lousinana with tail between his legs, but I say you are executing his SOUL! And why? Because he's not a VOL man. VOL men. You hurt this boy, you're gonna be VOL bums, the lot of ya. And Kiffin, Hamilton, Fulmer, wherever you are, eff you too!
[the nega vol posters and others are in shock as FREAK's anger is further aggravated]
FREAK: [yells; hits the gavel three times] Stand down, 07!
07: I'm not finished! As I came in here, I heard those words, "Cradle of Leadership". Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. And it has fallen here. It has fallen. Makers of men, Creators of leaders. Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here. I don't know if Dooley's win/loss ratio here today is right or wrong. I'm not a judge or jury, but I can tell you this: He won't only make excuses by throwing his players under the bus! And that, my friends, is called integrity. That's called courage. Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of. Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. I always knew what the right path was. Without exception, I knew. But I never took it. You know why? It was too damn hard. Now here's Dooley. He's come to the crossroads. He has chosen a path. It's the right path. It's a path made of principle that leads to character. Let him continue on his journey. You hold this boy's future in your hands, boosters. It's a valuable future. Believe me. Don't destroy it. Protect it. Embrace it. It's gonna make you proud one day, I promise you.
FREAK: Are you finished, Mr. 07?
07: No, I'm just gettin' warmed up. I don't know who went to this place, Peyton Manning, Johnny Majors, Eric Berry, whoever. Their spirit is dead, if they ever had one. It's gone. You're building a rat ship here. A vessel for seagoing whiners, and if you think you're preparing these minnows for manhood, you better think again, because I say you are killing the very spirit this institution proclaims it instills. What a sham. What kind of a show you guys are putting on here today? I mean, the only class in this act is probablly out recruiting, and I'm here to tell ya this boy's soul is intact. It's non-negotiable. You know how I know? Someone here, and I'm gonna say who, offered to let him back in the WAC. Only Dooley here wasn't selling.
FREAK: Sir, you're out of order.
[FREAK hits the gavel; 07 stands up angry]
07: Out of order. I'll show YOU "out of order"! You don't know what "out of order" is, FREAK. I'd show you, but I'm too old, I'm too tired, I'm too effing reasonable. If I were the man I was five years ago, I'd take a...
07: [slams his cane on the desk, screaming]
FLAMETHROWER to this place! Out of order? Who the hell do ya think you're talking to? I've been around, ya know? There was a time I wore my Orange. And I have a lot of Orange. Men like these, younger than these. Their play calling questioned, their clock managment scrutinized. But there is nothing like the sight of an amputated spirit. There's no prostetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot solder back home to Lousinana with tail between his legs, but I say you are executing his SOUL! And why? Because he's not a VOL man. VOL men. You hurt this boy, you're gonna be VOL bums, the lot of ya. And Kiffin, Hamilton, Fulmer, wherever you are, eff you too!
[the nega vol posters and others are in shock as FREAK's anger is further aggravated]
FREAK: [yells; hits the gavel three times] Stand down, 07!
07: I'm not finished! As I came in here, I heard those words, "Cradle of Leadership". Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. And it has fallen here. It has fallen. Makers of men, Creators of leaders. Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here. I don't know if Dooley's win/loss ratio here today is right or wrong. I'm not a judge or jury, but I can tell you this: He won't only make excuses by throwing his players under the bus! And that, my friends, is called integrity. That's called courage. Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of. Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. I always knew what the right path was. Without exception, I knew. But I never took it. You know why? It was too damn hard. Now here's Dooley. He's come to the crossroads. He has chosen a path. It's the right path. It's a path made of principle that leads to character. Let him continue on his journey. You hold this boy's future in your hands, boosters. It's a valuable future. Believe me. Don't destroy it. Protect it. Embrace it. It's gonna make you proud one day, I promise you.
