This a thousand times. This game is not in doubt in my mind at all. If you’re a player who played in that game last year, then you are going to play for sweet, sweet payback and get everyone next to you to play that way, too. You are going to play the best game of your life. No mercy, no quarter. We owe these pretenders big time…especially our defense.
Our defense, every single player who steps on the field, needs to take it on themselves to smash these guys in the mouth from the very first snap and give them a few hours of absolute flaming hellfire. “Boys, this is what happens when you piss us off.” I want these SC players to never, ever forget this game as long as they live. I want it to be the most physical football game they’ll ever know. I want every snap to leave them exhausted and stunned by the king-hell ferocity of what they’ve just experienced. I am talking Jack Tatum, Jack Lambert, Dick Butkus, Al Wilson intensity and outright domination from the line of scrimmage all the way to the end zone…every snap.
Win the game? Oh, we’ll win alright. But that ain’t near enough. I want to put these SC boys back in their rightful place…somewhere way behind us.