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3rd and long. Red zone. 2-minute.

One missed assignment = busted drive.

Grimes and Hart are running live checks. Don’t guess—listen.

Post-practice: fumble recovery + screen timing.

Coach Cox:

FRIDAY – FAST & CLEAN.

Helmets only. Tempo day.

Scripted drives. No wasted motion.

First steps matter more than pancakes.

If you can’t move like a unit, you don’t play like one.

Extra 10 mins on cadence—silent count prep.

Coach Cox:

SATURDAY – STAY SHARP, STAY LIGHT.

Walkthrough in team room at 9. Game script only.

We travel at noon. Gear packed. No excuses.

Hydrate like it’s your job. Because it is.

Once we land: stretch, meal, bed. No late-night BS

Coach Cox :

GAME DAY

Breakfast window 7:30–8:15.

Tape + treatment after.

Kickoff at 3:05.

You are the front line of this war. Win the point of attack, and the whole team eats.

Let’s send the Outriders home in pieces.

“Looks like Wednesday.”

He laughs. “You pick up on what Luke said?”

“I mean, the kids stole the show so?—”

“Never wanted kids—too much responsibility. I was sure I’d fuck it up. I fumbled the ball with Jade, thought she deserved better. Senior year, two cocky assholes transferred to our school. Lucas was one; Tommy Lane, his best friend, was the other. Hated them at first, then maybe even more when I saw Jade falling for a guy who was good enough for her. We all kind of got stuck being friends, so I got front row seats to watching her fall in love.” He slows down and starts down a long dirt driveway.

“We all went out one night. Got in a car accident. Tommy was driving and got killed. Drunk driver.” He shakes his head. “She found out she was pregnant when she was being taken care of in the hospital. His parents were gonna fight her for custody. I put a ring on her finger before Luke was born.”

“I’m not sure what to say. I’m sorry for your loss, but either direction, I go.”