You have spent the past weeks visualizing your performance in the upcoming playoff games. You have conditioned your mind and your body to successfully execute the plays. You have seen yourself out-play your opponent time and time again. And in the end, you have visualized your team destroying the opponent. Now it’s time to get your damn head out of the clouds and on the field. Now is time to turn those dreams into reality.
Now, for the next few minutes I want you to visualize the next hour of the game. Close your eyes, relax yourself, slow your breathing, and picture yourselves leaving this locker room. You are fired up, you are walking down the tunnel, into the stadium and the crowd responds loudly to your entrance. You take a look around, take in what you see, what you hear, what you smell and you allow all of it to energize you! GET FIRED UP DAMNIT! You take it in as if it is liquid energy. Your adrenaline starts pumping. Hell, some of you might get a hard-on. The crowd responds to your presence with a thunderous roar- their team has arrived! You are pumped! You get in your teammate's faces and you let them know how ready you are! Watch your head because my helmet is coming to smash each and every single on of yours. The LINEMEN, who without we are nothing; the role players, the backups, the assistant coaches and GM’s. Stay out of my way if you aren’t ready… because I AM! The stage is set and it is time to perform!
You sprint to your designated area and you eliminate your opponent from the play. You removed any possibility of him succeeding on this play. He doesn’t stand a chance. He never knew what hit him. He is in awe of you and your execution. When the whistle blows, you reach down and offer a hand to lift your adversary from the carpet.
He looks at you as if you’ve lost your mind. He starts to doubt his ability to stop you; little does he know no one has ever been able Limas, no one but himself. He begins to question his desire to compete against you. He is weakened, his will is broken. You have won and the game has only just begun! Visualize It! Limas has. Limas knows what is coming. Limas has been to the future and has come back to tell you about it. Get ready… It’s a ride.
Remember the coach who taught you how to tackle for the first time. Remember the others who played with and against you to make you who you are today. Remember the family member who encouraged you to go on when you wanted to quit, in my case I play for my dog. Laugh, but it’s true. I would kill for him; kill for that inch, kill for that play. Remember your parents who bought your shoes, your Under Armour, you Nike you always wanted. Take this time to remember all of them. NOW DO IT FOR THEM if not for YOURSELF!
Now you know what it takes to win. Do you want to taste victory, or do you want to get stomped out? Honestly, if you don’t care, if you don’t have a fire in your belly right now, if you haven’t been dreaming for this moment, get the fuck out of my face. Get the hell out of here. But if you do… and I KNOW YOU DO… its time. Play your ass off and you’ll down in the history books forever. It’s football time. It’s gridiron time. It’s PLAYOFF TIME. Are you ready? I know I am. Step up to the plate if you can. Limas has been waitin’…
Strength and Honour,
LIMAS SWEED
Go TORO'S!
Now, for the next few minutes I want you to visualize the next hour of the game. Close your eyes, relax yourself, slow your breathing, and picture yourselves leaving this locker room. You are fired up, you are walking down the tunnel, into the stadium and the crowd responds loudly to your entrance. You take a look around, take in what you see, what you hear, what you smell and you allow all of it to energize you! GET FIRED UP DAMNIT! You take it in as if it is liquid energy. Your adrenaline starts pumping. Hell, some of you might get a hard-on. The crowd responds to your presence with a thunderous roar- their team has arrived! You are pumped! You get in your teammate's faces and you let them know how ready you are! Watch your head because my helmet is coming to smash each and every single on of yours. The LINEMEN, who without we are nothing; the role players, the backups, the assistant coaches and GM’s. Stay out of my way if you aren’t ready… because I AM! The stage is set and it is time to perform!
You sprint to your designated area and you eliminate your opponent from the play. You removed any possibility of him succeeding on this play. He doesn’t stand a chance. He never knew what hit him. He is in awe of you and your execution. When the whistle blows, you reach down and offer a hand to lift your adversary from the carpet.
He looks at you as if you’ve lost your mind. He starts to doubt his ability to stop you; little does he know no one has ever been able Limas, no one but himself. He begins to question his desire to compete against you. He is weakened, his will is broken. You have won and the game has only just begun! Visualize It! Limas has. Limas knows what is coming. Limas has been to the future and has come back to tell you about it. Get ready… It’s a ride.
Remember the coach who taught you how to tackle for the first time. Remember the others who played with and against you to make you who you are today. Remember the family member who encouraged you to go on when you wanted to quit, in my case I play for my dog. Laugh, but it’s true. I would kill for him; kill for that inch, kill for that play. Remember your parents who bought your shoes, your Under Armour, you Nike you always wanted. Take this time to remember all of them. NOW DO IT FOR THEM if not for YOURSELF!
Now you know what it takes to win. Do you want to taste victory, or do you want to get stomped out? Honestly, if you don’t care, if you don’t have a fire in your belly right now, if you haven’t been dreaming for this moment, get the fuck out of my face. Get the hell out of here. But if you do… and I KNOW YOU DO… its time. Play your ass off and you’ll down in the history books forever. It’s football time. It’s gridiron time. It’s PLAYOFF TIME. Are you ready? I know I am. Step up to the plate if you can. Limas has been waitin’…
Strength and Honour,
LIMAS SWEED
Go TORO'S!
Last edited Jan 29, 2009 13:43:14
