After the game the team crowds in the locker room, they crowd around Coach DeShawn as we wait to hear his verdict. We sit, we wait for what feels like an eternity, as DeShawn looks up, and tears might have been present but not for sure. A man of his stature doesn't cry, not an Ex-Marine. "Trojans, this is not just a win of points but a win of purpose. The purpose to show everyone that we deserve that championship, the purpose to show NOT 11 individuals but one unit, one team. We won as a team for the purpose to prove that we are the best."
He stops for a minute yet no one dares move, I long for my pads to come off so my muscles can relax. "And next week when those Huskies come down here, we will prove to them that this IS USC "TROJAN"COUNTRY and aint no visitors allowed! Play with purpose."
The cold water of the shower striking my skin is welcoming as I feel a heat rise from my body, from my muscles, still warm from the game. I take my leave and yell "TROJANS!!!!"And a roar of 55 strong answers me "TROJANS"