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Just wanted this up....

Perfect - The Pride of The Lancers...
But this time it's my Senior Year... OUR senior Year...

It's a cold day in December...
one that all of us will remember...
The snow falls down as we walk in this locker room for the last time...
The Depth chart still hangs on the wall...
and we still have one last chance to put on these pads...
and make a season perfect...
We may not be the first to accomplish this task...
but what is in the past, good or bad... is behind us...
This is our year, this is our season,
this is our chance to prove ourselves to this world...
Some of you may be nervous...
Some may be scared...
and some of us walk into this room with a heavy heart...
Knowing that this will be the last time we wear shoulder pads,
and put on that Black Helmet...
But now is not the time for tears...
Now is not the time for fears...
We've earned the place we are today...
And we've done something that no one else has done in this state...
We've gone down this path for 9 years straight...
This is our chance to leave our mark...
as 12 - 0 or 11 - 1...
Champs... or Chumps...
The choice is up to each and every one of you...
I know what 22 kids are going to do...
To those on the field, play with your heart...
Never give up, right from the start...
Make every block, run every hole...
It's our perfect season; it's OUR Super Bowl...
Make every tackle, pick every throw..
Catch every pass in the midst of the snow...
To those on the side line... right from the start...
Scream every second... cheer with your heart...
Even if cheering is all that you do...
This is your moment, it's your season too...
11 men stand in our way...
From being the best...
and from ending this season...
As winners... as Division 1 Super Bowl Champions
ending this season...
Perfect...

- Casserole