Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's been an honor to share the field of battle with you.
Ready!
Thanks John
Let's go! Let's go!
Have mercy…
Shane Falco? "Footsteps" Falco from Ohio State?
...no endorsement deals for sneakers...
I'm good.
Suit up!
...it's "wiry." What the shit is that?
Piss off!
"Sit 'em in a highchair Feed 'em with a spoon
Learn to sign.
...you need to turn them in as soon as possible.
Falco's sacked and the ball comes loose.
Winners always want the ball with the game on the line
Yes, Bees
Go!
I’m Wiry!
Bollocks!
She had her lips done.
Your mother's grave? He's swearing on his mother's grave!
Nigel.
Okay, coach, it's all yours.
I don't want to make the same mistake I did in Phoenix.
Miles and miles of Heart!
-What'd you lose that by? 40 points? -That would be 45.
...and that look he has in his eye, he thinks he's gonna play.
Hello! Anyone home? Did I hear an echo?
Jump on his back!
But a real man...
DC Right, Pro, 424 Tomahawk, on one, on one. Ready?
Hear what I'm saying? My boy's been living large!
A 40-yard attempt for kicker Nigel Gruff, against the wind.
The entire Dallas team has crossed the picket line.
-See the game today? -No.
Are you all right?
Touchdown, Dallas.
He's much stronger than he looks.
Yeah.
Them cops were just jealous of the black man.
Feels good, doesn't it? One game away from the playoffs?
Shit, yeah! Quicksand's a scary mother, man.
The Champion
Shane's got something to tell you.
Like spiders on the field?
Jesus!
-We're still waiting for the stats on that. -Personal foul!
...for the last two years, and he likes to embroider!
Sure.
Come on.
GME, you beautiful son of a bitch! I knew you could do it!
Sorry about this.
I got no complaints.
We are all God's children here!
Its good for you
Franklin catches the ball!
It's almost Bundt Cake Day!
...will soon be forgotten, you're not real players, this isn't a real team.
Play game!
You’re a sinking ship. Don’t bring him down with you.
Kick-off!
You finish what you started.
The score.
Welcome back to Nextel Stadium in our nation's capital.
That's Eddie Martel!
...Number 16 in your programs...
Shark! You beautiful son of bitch! I knew you could do it
So, Heather, you were in Cats, which is so terrific...
Together, these guys were the best tandem team of guards in the game.
You know, the club next to the airport? Pussycats.
-What? -He's changing the play.
Flip 90, Dig, on the center. Ready?
Yeah, you want it, Brian.
I put the game in your hands. You got scared.
Okay, Jimmy.
Yeah, all right.
Signs of life from Washington here.
-Check! -What are you doing?
Brilliant. How about a quick kick?
"I will survive
It's a fake.
Miles, Miles and Miles of Wood
Shit.
-Forget about it. -Okay.
MILES AND MILES OF WOOD
-It's a secret so you can't prepare. -How do you know?
-Number 56 recovers the ball. -Falco!
Let's go for the win!
The 65-yard field-goal attempt is good by Nigel Gruff.
What a pussy.
What's all the celebrating about? We're down 17-0.
The only thing that'll interrupt Call of Duty.
Them cops were just jealous of the Latino man
Look!
Set, hut!
I was on my way to work. Do you need a ride?
Bateman! Wilkinson! Come on, guys, what are you doing?
Stop the fucking rain.. for two minutes!
If it ain't any trouble, I'd love to get your autograph after.
Green 86!
No.
What the hell?
It's a good thing you did last night.
Time out!