Equestrianism: As a Team

I don't know what to say, really. Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives. All comes down to today. Either we heal as a team, or we're gonna crumble. Inch by inch, play by play, till we're finished. We're in hell right now. Believe me. And, we can stay here, get the ---- kicked out of us. Or, we can fight our way back. Into the light. We can climb out of hell. One inch at a time. Now, I can't do it for you. I'm too old. And I think, I mean, I made every wrong choice a middle-aged man can make. I, uh, I pissed away all my money. Believe it or not. I chased off anyone who's ever loved me. I can't even stand the face I see in America. Things get taken from you. I mean, that's, that's, that's part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff. You find out life's just getting interesting. Because in either game, the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half a step too late or too early, you don't quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast, you don't quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. Every second. Because I'm still willing to fight and die for that inch. That's what living is. The six inches in front of your face. Now, I can't make you do it. You gotta look at the guy next to you. Look into his eyes. Now, I think you're gonna see a guy who will go that inch with you. You're gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team. Because he knows when it comes down to it, you're gonna do the same for him. That's a team, gentlemen. And, either we heal. Now, as a team. Or we will die as individuals.