12 ordspråk av John Brockington
John Brockington
An hour out of L.A., he tells us we're getting taped on the plane.
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Everyone was scared to death. We were going up against Woody Hayes, for God's sake, and we were talking about what we wanted.
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He even came into our locker room after the game to tell us we were a great team.
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How do you think it went? ... He wasn't going to take any lip. He was pounding on the table and saying we'd just go home. We're thinking, 'Fine. Let's go home.'
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I remember one of the first things we saw in California was a woman in a fishnet top with no bra. Woody hated California. The state could have fallen in the ocean and he wouldn't have cared. . . . Woody just wanted to kick . . . and go home.
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I've never gotten over that one. We were much better than Stanford. But we changed our offense to an option type thing. We were running the Wishbone! We could have put our hands on three national championships.
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If any defense would have stopped them, it would have been ours. We'd have made the quarterback run the ball, and we'd have pounded him, beat him up.
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It was there through spring, and when we came back after the summer they had cleaned it and it was back where it was before. We walked across it every day.
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One of our assistant coaches, Lou Holtz, had a bet that Keyes would not get 25 yards. We skunked 'em.
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Plunkett was dropping passes in between three guys; he was hitting guys falling down. . . . We were a much better team.
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The whole state of Michigan was waiting for us. They started shaking the bus and making some nasty statements.
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Woody had a saying, ... 'We're going out there to kick their ass and go home.'
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