The visions are getting clearer..the time is at hand

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This sums up how I feel, just change NC State to ND....or whoever we are playing.

BJA4P.webp
 
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By the time the game is over im going to have run through a wall when we win. I will make ray lewis proud!! Pain is temporary pride is forever!!!
 
They don't gain another yard. You blitz and you blitz all night. They will remember the night the played the Hurricanes.

I am all in with my brutha from anotha mutha. Ringz you drive the bus but **** sure I am riding shot gun. To **** with the domers. We are going to Chi town to fvck some siht up. Kelly and the Irish you can prepare all you want. That **** is gunna be all kinds of raw come 11pm Sat night.
 
The pussification of this fanbase ends on Saturday.

Years of pain, unfortunate events, and 2 of the worst coaches to ever be employed in the history of the NCAA ...all in the rear view mirror.

Dawn of a new era....I'm all in. This program and this fanbase deserve a win on saturday....we've suffered more than any fanbase I can think of.
 
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Mr. Kelly fights like a younger man...this is admirable, but mistaken.

Golden: Speak of the devil, and he shall appear before you
Kelly: I paid you!!!!
Golden: And this gives you power over me?
Kelly: You're pure evil
Golden: I'm a necessary evil.

Theatricality and Deception...powerful agents to the uninitiated...but we ARE initiated, aren't we, Brian?

Ohhhhhhh...You think Darkness is your ally? We were born in it. Molded by it. We didn't see the light until we were already men, and by then it was nothing to us but BLINDING!!!!

Chicago betrays You, because it belongs to US!!!!!
 
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Mr. Kelly fights like a younger man...this is admirable, but mistaken.

Golden: Speak of the devil, and he shall appear before you
Kelly: I paid you!!!!
Golden: And this gives you power over me?
Kelly: You're pure evil
Golden: I'm a necessary evil.

Theatricality and Deception...powerful agents to the uninitiated...but we ARE initiated, aren't we, Brian?

Ohhhhhhh...You think Darkness is your ally? We were born in it. Molded by it. We didn't see the light until we were already men, and by then it was nothing to us but BLINDING!!!!

Chicago betrays You, because it belongs to US!!!!!


OH BOY

SOUND THE ALARM

repped
 
You already know the drill....

Stephen Morris is planted in the locker room. He sits at the head of his teammates, like an emperor in front of his army. He absorbs the silence as his faithful legion awaits his next move. He can feel their anxieties filling the air. He is emotionless. Fully cloaked in armor, he is thoughtless. The inevitable carnage and bloodshed he will cause no longer affects him, for he has been to battle before. He has spilt blood. He has watched men die.

He rises stoically. He makes his way for the battle ground, like a tiger quietly strutting through the jungle as it stalks it prey - his steps carry so much power yet are calculated and silent. He does not need to speak. His eyes remain fixed ahead as he begins his march. He is robotic. It is almost as if his destroy switch was flicked on and not even his creator can reverse the command. He knows what needs to be done, and he came here to do it. He senses the impeding chaos lurking beyond the tunnel, but he is calm. He has no problem carrying out his orders in front of 6 people or 6 million. It makes no difference to him. Not after the things he’s seen. The things he’s done.

He emerges onto enemy soil - Solider Field. Trailed by his men, a tidal wave of boos crashes down upon him. Boos cascade down from his enemies. Enemies who came here to watch him die. He does not flinch. He never shows an ounce of emotion while dissecting their secondary. Like a sadistic doctor with no soul who got into practice for all the wrong reasons. One by one he carves them up with the precision and efficiency of an eager butcher. As the blood and guts shoot up into his face, he never so much as musters out a grimace. It isn’t until he finishes his final victim that he forces back a slight smirk. He stands unfazed, his bloodshed and massacre now frame him. It is his artwork. His best work yet. His masterpiece. He glares up into the eyes of men who came there to see him die. He throws off his helmet as if it had just caught fire, and proclaims …



[video=youtube;FI1ylg4GKv8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FI1ylg4GKv8[/video]
 
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Ringz, it's time to retire to your chambers and meditate on the task at hand.

Peace be with you.
 
I said this in the predictions thread, but we're not quite there yet. We aren't winning any kind of title without a capable defense and we sure as heck don't have that now. Our offense looks excellent at times, tons of talent, but our red zone woes need to get worked out before we can beat a top 10 team.

At least the latter problem can be fixed with some better play calling a boot to the **** of the O-line on the goal line. Defensively we need a new coordinator. This scheme doesnt work in south florida...
 
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