Hey, listen, I'm not happy. Believe me. Nobody is more upset than me and those men in the locker room. You may THINK you're upset with our play of late, but, believe me, NObody is as upset as I am.
This, of course, preempts your attempt at criticism because I've already criticized myself. So, no further assessment needed from the fans or media, really.
You know who our quarterback's toughest critic is? Oh, sure, you might guess 'the media' or, maybe 'the fans', but, you'd be wrong. It's...(wait for it).....Himself. (Mind blown? I thought you might not see that coming).
See, what the fans often fail to understand is that a coach or athlete's harshest critic is the one between their ears.
So, when you blame me for calling a five-yard-out pattern on a critical 3rd and 9, your judgment is unnecessary. I've already judged myself. The cascading boos, deafening shouts of violent outrage and cacophony of raucous insults aren't nearly as devastating as the taunting in my head.
I know you've paid over $75 for your upper deck ticket, $50 to park your car, $100 for concessions, $10 per beer, so, yes, you certainly have reason to be feel down in the dumps.
That said, I feel worse. Trust me.
On Jackals!
Coach
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