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    Tuesday, May 26, 2009

    Team



    Al Pacino's Inch By Inch speech from Any Given Sunday

    I don't know what to say really.
    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 uh....
    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?

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