"It's like getting on the bus. Some people get on the bus and go to the back. Some people get on the bus and ride in the front. It doesn't matter as long as you're on the bus. We're on the bus. We're on the bus. So that's all that counts at the end of the day."
"Sometimes you look at it and say, 'Where's he throwing the ball?' Then Laveranues comes in and catches it. Life is all about confusion."
"That's probably the worst thing that can happen to a kicker. He lived through it." FFFFFFFFFFFfffffffffffffffffff.
"This is what's great about sports. This is what the greatest thing about sports is. You play to win the game. Hello? You play to win the game. You don't play it to just play it. That's the great thing about sports: you play to win, and I don't care if you don't have any wins. You go play to win. When you start tellin' me it doesn't matter, then retire. Get out! 'Cause it matters." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “I tell ya', ... that's the most pampered right arm since Zsa Zsa Gabor slapped that Beverly Hills policeman some years back. But Chad's worth it. He's our guy. As soon as he can throw 20 yards downfield, we'll know he's back at full strength.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “He's a little rusty, but he's still got to play, ... His rust is still pretty good.”
"I've always been happy here. I like it here. I'm the Jet coach, as far as I'm concerned, period. That's all I can say. It's done. Move on.”
"So..ayyyy........that that th- that..th th that that that...th...this whole conversation bothers me."
''I tell our guys, 'We want to hear the guys selling hot dogs.' It's a good thing when you hear the hot dog man -- you know why? Because it means no one's hollering.''
Holy Cr*p, HAH. The extended version! ''Like those horses in Central Park, they have those blinders. No peripheral vision at all. Keep those blinders on. Here's the road, it's dark, don't worry about the light. It could be a train, it could be a flashlight. Trust what I'm telling you, it's not a train.''
http://forums.theganggreen.com/showpost.php?p=74896&postcount=12 :lol: I almost gouged out my own eyeballs when the Jets lost to the Rams in OT in the final game of the '04 season. What a horrid showing in a potentially life or death game. I was so pissed off, I peeled off my socks and threw them at the TV. We still squeaked into the PO's by virtue of a Bills' loss, but there we were sucking balls all game long, like there was nothing to play for. Was Herm banking on a Bills' loss? Terrible. I'm shocked to this day that he didn't pull out his old stand by after that game: "We did what we had to do!" I remember the exact moment when I soured on Herm. The Ravens game in early October of '05. Hand-cuffing Bollinger, the honeymoon was officially over. I was a Herm supporter, but hindsight is 20/20. I did enjoy all of the schizoid sound bytes tremendously, though. Thanks for the memories!
HAH. There was also the one about Michael Vick, black cats in an alley, and chasing chickens in the yard. "Michael Vick is like a chicken. You can't catch him." Something like that. And the one about New England, something about a carnival. I remember thinking, "What the frig...? :lol: Anyway, here I am dredging up Herman Edwards because I'm bored and can't wait for the season to start (rubs hands together). Why not.
