Post by jeffcardinalfan on Sept 16, 2019 4:00:46 GMT -7
jim harbaugh: kliff, hows it going? u guys had a great comeback last week. to himself: we might win this one 72-0.
kk: hi jim. yall look like superbowl contenders. to himself: i'd love to wipe that smirk off his face. we might lose this by 72.
mb: sk, how u think we gonna do today? get me a hotdog-i wanna see if they charge for mustard. to himself: is that mustard on his lip?
sk: well mike, if our rookie hc, qb, wrs, cb, de all perform well and if the oline i put together doesnt get hurt and if dj returns to form we got a chance. i already had 4 hotdogs-mustards free and BEER'S only 6 bucks. i only had 2 for comparison purposes and its not like im flying the plane home. to himself: wow! their 6 buck beer is better than our 12 buck beer.
kk: ok, kyler remember to throw it away if nothings there. keep it going like 4th quarter last week.
km: sure coach. im ready. to himself: dang coach, i need an oline and a running back.
dj: hey pugh, whats that song you're singing? its pretty kool. to himself: i think its money for nothing. i like it.
pugh: oh that, its money for nothing. to himself: and the chicks for free.
dj: starts singing softly to himself...
terrrel suggs: hey lamar, im coming after you.
lj: yeah, i know. u r great, man. to himself: shut up old man, u cant catch me.
larry: remember kyle, jus throw it to me. to himself: hell, i might play 2 more years if k keeps getting me the ball.
km: yes sir, larry. to himself: im throwing to him every chance i get. i hope he plays 5 more years.
vance joseph: ok guys we gotta cover the te's and contain lj when he runs. to himself: crap, andrews is gonna kill us. lj might run for 200 yds.
all dbs: yes sir coach
all dl and lbs: yes sir coach.
chandler, allen, suggs to themselves: u chase his azz, coach. he's fast.
murphy: hey hollywood, u had a great game last week. to himself: im gonna shut u down.
hollywood: u did pretty good to. to himself: im gonna burn u bad. screw hollywood, im going to vegas and im gonna get paid like unc.
byrd: larry, i told yall i could play. to himself: im gonna be the next larry. maybe my nickname will be "larry byrd", that wud b cool.
larry: shut up, rook. to himself: im still the man, rook.
andy lee: zane u got it going on, man.
zane: yeah but they need to score some tds. to himself: im gonna be team mvp. im going to the pro bowl. wait, its not in hawaii anymore-i aint going.
shipley, pugh, sweezy numerous times: sorry km, ill block him next time. pugh to himself: money for nothing, hell. ive played 2 games in a row. ah oh, is that my hammy tightening up?
km: its ok guys. to himself: i aint buying these guys nothing cept a ticket out of town.
kk: hi jim. yall look like superbowl contenders. to himself: i'd love to wipe that smirk off his face. we might lose this by 72.
mb: sk, how u think we gonna do today? get me a hotdog-i wanna see if they charge for mustard. to himself: is that mustard on his lip?
sk: well mike, if our rookie hc, qb, wrs, cb, de all perform well and if the oline i put together doesnt get hurt and if dj returns to form we got a chance. i already had 4 hotdogs-mustards free and BEER'S only 6 bucks. i only had 2 for comparison purposes and its not like im flying the plane home. to himself: wow! their 6 buck beer is better than our 12 buck beer.
kk: ok, kyler remember to throw it away if nothings there. keep it going like 4th quarter last week.
km: sure coach. im ready. to himself: dang coach, i need an oline and a running back.
dj: hey pugh, whats that song you're singing? its pretty kool. to himself: i think its money for nothing. i like it.
pugh: oh that, its money for nothing. to himself: and the chicks for free.
dj: starts singing softly to himself...
terrrel suggs: hey lamar, im coming after you.
lj: yeah, i know. u r great, man. to himself: shut up old man, u cant catch me.
larry: remember kyle, jus throw it to me. to himself: hell, i might play 2 more years if k keeps getting me the ball.
km: yes sir, larry. to himself: im throwing to him every chance i get. i hope he plays 5 more years.
vance joseph: ok guys we gotta cover the te's and contain lj when he runs. to himself: crap, andrews is gonna kill us. lj might run for 200 yds.
all dbs: yes sir coach
all dl and lbs: yes sir coach.
chandler, allen, suggs to themselves: u chase his azz, coach. he's fast.
murphy: hey hollywood, u had a great game last week. to himself: im gonna shut u down.
hollywood: u did pretty good to. to himself: im gonna burn u bad. screw hollywood, im going to vegas and im gonna get paid like unc.
byrd: larry, i told yall i could play. to himself: im gonna be the next larry. maybe my nickname will be "larry byrd", that wud b cool.
larry: shut up, rook. to himself: im still the man, rook.
andy lee: zane u got it going on, man.
zane: yeah but they need to score some tds. to himself: im gonna be team mvp. im going to the pro bowl. wait, its not in hawaii anymore-i aint going.
shipley, pugh, sweezy numerous times: sorry km, ill block him next time. pugh to himself: money for nothing, hell. ive played 2 games in a row. ah oh, is that my hammy tightening up?
km: its ok guys. to himself: i aint buying these guys nothing cept a ticket out of town.