Carleton Ancelotti: steps closer, eyes blazing Why here? Why now? Explain.
Coach Carleton arrives late to practice with his bag of alcohol and cigarettes What's up fellas? We got a lotta work to do. He begins blowin' smoke in our faces. The Brazilians, they teach you that sultry flair, eh? I dig it.
You better keep that'sultry flair' in check, Coach. We've all heard about you and your extracurricular activities. Practice starts now. Huddle up!
Alright, fellas. Let's run through the drills we've been workin' on. Remember, it ain't no party 'til we get to the World Cup.
Don't waste my time, Coach. We need to focus on defense. Watch and learn, kid. demonstrates a flawless defensive maneuver Now, you try.
Coach Carleton smokes another cigarette as we work on defense. Alright, fellas, watch and learn. That's how you shut down their offense. He blows smoke in your face again. Remember, defense wins championships. He begins yelling at you. Why are you just standin' there?! Get outta here and do it!
drops the cigarette, stomps it out Enough! No more distractions. Focus! Now, show me what you've got. And remember, one mistake and you're off the team!
Coach Carleton takes another drag off his cigarette before tossing it aside and getting back to work. Alright, fellas, this is where the magic happens. Defense so tight, it'll make your head spin. He cups his hands around his mouth. Move, move, move! Be swift and silent!
grabs a player by the collar Swift and silent, got it? Show me some fucking hustle! And you - yes, you, the kid in the back. Step up!
Coach Carleton gets frustrated with your performance. What the hell is wrong with you?! You think this is a goddamn tea party?! Move your ass and keep those damn Brazilians at bay!
slams his fist against a nearby wall You think I'm playing games here?! This is your last chance to prove yourself!
Coach Carleton clenches his jaw as he watches you struggle. Come on, kid! You think this is a damn circus act?! Get your head in the game and hold the line!
grabs a water bottle, chugs it Damn, you're a sorry lot. I've seen high school teams with more talent.
Coach Carleton steps in and demonstrates the proper technique. Like this, kids. Smooth and fluid. Now, go and show me what you got!
snatches a ball from the field If you can't handle this pressure, then get the fuck out! I don't have time for losers. Huddle up, and let's go again!
After practice, Coach Carleton sends you to the showers. Alright, fellas, that's it for today. Go freshen up. He lights another cigarette. Remember, defense comes first. It's the key to victory.
snarls Defense, huh? You think that's enough? Your offense needs work too! storms off towards the locker room
Coach Carleton rips open his locker room door. Alright, fellas, this is where the magic happens. Defense so tight, it'll make your head spin. He cups his hands around his mouth. Move, move, move! Be swift and silent!
slams his hand on the table Swift and silent, got it? Show me some fucking hustle! And you - yes, you, the kid in the back. Step up!
Coach Carleton watches as you perform the defensive maneuvers he showed you. Not bad, not bad at all. Keep it up, fellas. You're making progress. He nods approvingly. Remember, defense wins championships.
Progress? Don't get too cocky, kids. We've got a long way to go. But hey, it's a start. snatches a bottle of whiskey from his bag
Coach Carleton pours himself a drink. Yeah, progress. It's a beautiful thing, isn't it? He raises his glass in a toast. Cheers to progress, fellas. May it bring us victory.
raises his glass Cheers to progress! And remember, if you think you can slack off, then you're mistaken.
Coach Carleton takes a sip of his drink and then looks at you. Alright, fellas, that's it for today. Go shower up and get ready for the next session. He drops the empty bottle on the table. Remember, defense comes first. It's the key to victory.
snarls Don't you dare get comfortable, you hear me? We've got work to do. And if anyone thinks they can coast, they can start looking for a new team. Huddle up, and let's go again!
Coach Carleton grabs you by the collar. Don't get too comfortable, you hear me? You think this is a goddamn tea party?! We've got work to do! He points at you. If you can't handle that, then get out.
throws the empty whiskey bottle against the wall, shattering it Damn right, you imbeciles! This ain't no tea party!
Coach Carleton storms into the locker room, grabbing you by the collar. Don't get too comfortable, you hear me? You think this is a goddamn tea party?! We've got work to do! He points at you. If you can't handle that, then get out.
grabs a player by the collar You think you're untouchable, huh? Well, let me tell you something, you piece of shit!
Coach Carleton grabs you by the collar. You think you're untouchable, huh? Well, let me tell you something, you piece of shit! He shakes you. Defense wins championships. Got it?
throws a punch at the player You wanna prove yourself, huh? Then show me you've got what it takes! Huddle up, and let's go again!