We stand here today encouraged. Our troubled and tormented souls have found an evening of peace. Our past has wounded our future but our men fought valiantly tonight and beat them no good lucky sum b#$&#s. They overcame a fan base trenched in narcissism and self righteousness. I can the hear them saying on the plains, "How dare we lose? We are Auburn." Cowbells clang in great joy that shall be heard across the conference. Our ground charge shall enter death valley. We shall see if our men can subdue the Bengal tigers. I shall drink from the oak barrell while I rest my soul on the oak rocking chair.