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24.8s
You signed for $10,000 worth of equipment? We got a helluva deal. You're not authorized to do that. Really? I thought I was. You're gonna get suspended, you know that, right? Yeah, I know, but first you're gonna have to write up a 784, and then they're gonna schedule a hearing, which I'm gonna have to postpone due to a family illness, then I'm gonna appeal that ruling, and by that time, the season's gonna be over. Look, Dexter, the equipment's used already, we can't give it back. Let's just give the kids what they worked really, really hard for, huh?
Gridiron Gang
27.3s
What's up, Coach? Last year, when you were dealing crack, I heard that you made five times my salary. And I ain't paid no taxes. - No taxes? - No taxes. Means you're pretty good at math, memorization. Yeah, I'm pretty friendly wit it. Here's the problem. I'm worried about Madlock not being able to learn our playbook. What's that got to do wit me? If he can't learn it, he doesn't play, which means he doesn't block for you, which then means I'm gonna have to put in Aguilar to protect you.
Gridiron Gang
16.9s
Madlock, I'm gonna work witchu 'cause you got what it takes. I'mma just, you know what I'm sayin', get you together. Hey, watch out, man! We workin' here! Come on, Madlock, just stand in front of me, don't let nobody hit me. You gonna come see me play? See Daddy play football? Hey, Weathers.
Gridiron Gang
30.9s
Kelvin, good job, good job. Way to get in there. Come on, Weathers, you're better than that! Don't worry 'bout it, man. Hey, you'll get it. All right, let's go! Run that same play. Let's go! I'm so tired, man. Rather fight five angry niggas than mess with this football shit. Quit bitchin', quit moanin'! We've got five days till we play Barrington. If you don't get this stuff down, if you don't get it right, they're gonna kick your asses. Can't nobody kick our ass, Coach. Yeah, no, clearly, Junior. Yeah. After what I just saw from Weathers, you guys are gonna run over everybody. Run the play! Ten hut!
Gridiron Gang
15.4s
Walk it off, Madlock. Yeah, limp it off, Madlock. Hey, Coach. I got mine on but it ain't nowhere near big enough to hold me. - Is that right? - Yeah, I need the extra-large, Coach. Well, come here, tiny. Let me talk to you for a second. Y'all get back to work. All right, line it up, gentlemen.
Gridiron Gang