We’re into single digit hours now until the season opener for the Cardinals. In roughly 7 hours we’re going to be able to see first hand the opening stanzas of the Parrish Experiment in Muncie. I certainly hope the fans are ready. I’m confident the players are ready. I have no idea if the UNT Mean Green are ready for the pending storm of hellfire and brimstone about to rain down on them. For Stan, who seems soft spoken compared to his homeless gobbling predecessor, it’s time to channel some badassedness. Get it on…
Ancestors, I ask you for your guidance. Blessed mother, come to me with the Gods’ desire for my future. Blessed father, watch over my players and staff with a ready sword. Whisper to them that I live only to win the MAC, for all else is dust and air. Ancestors, I honor you and will try to live with the dignity that you have taught me.
Children, gather round! No retreat, no surrender; that is Cardinal lore. And by Cardinal lore we will stand and fight… and die if need be. A new age has begun. An age of victory and success, and all will know, that Cardinals and their fans will give their last breath to defend it!
Listen up, Mean Green. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else. And you’re about to get your asses whooped.
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
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Over The Pylon 
Braveheart-style:
“Now tell me, what does that mean to be a Cardinal? Your title gives you claim to the throne of our campus, but men don’t follow titles, they follow courage. Now our people know you. Cardinal, and common, they respect you. And if you would just lead them to the end zone, they’d follow you. And so would I”