It all comes down to today.

 It’s either we heal as a team or we’re gonna crumble. Inch by inch, play by play. Until we’re finished. We’re in hell right now, Tigers. Believe me. And, we can stay here, get the shit kicked out of us, or we can fight our way back into the light.

Today, you find out life’s this game of inches, so is basketball. Because in either game–life or basketball–the margin for error is so small. One half a step too late or too early and you don’t quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast and you don’t quite make it.

 The inches we need are everywhere around us. They’re in every break of the game, every minute, every second.

 Tigers fight for that inch. Tigers tear themselves and everyone else around them to pieces for that inch. Tigers claw for that inch. Because we know when you add up all those inches, that’s gonna make the fucking difference between winning and losing.

 So go out there and face those Eagles. And you make sure they remember, forever, the day they played the Tigers!