"I don't know about the rest of you, but I've been playin' soccer since I was five years old. I've had some good years and some years to forget. I've burned out my knees... I don't think I have three toes that work right... I've lost most of the money I made and soccer has messed up my personal life from time to time. But I know one thing... I can still play this game a little. And I'd like to know who in this room thinks they're the kinda bum Mr. Precourt is lookin' for?"

Well, then, I guess there's only one thing to do.

What's that?

Win the whole fuckin' thing.