re: We are Sixty Minutes Away

Drew Brees: And if this is your team, why does it compete?
Veteran: We didn't come here to play for them!
Young Rookie: Home! The Lions are too many!
Drew Brees: Sons of NOLA! I am Drew fricking Brees.
Young Rookie: Drew Brees is seven feet tall with a strong arm!
Drew Brees: Yes, I've heard. Throws yards by the hundreds. And if HE were here, he'd consume the Lions with fireballs from his arms, and bolts of lightning from his arse.
[Saints team laughs]
Drew Brees: I *am* Drew Brees! And I see a whole team of my beasts, here in defiance of defeat. You've come to play as free men... and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you play?
Veteran: Play? Against Lions? No! We will run. And we will live in defeat.
Drew Brees: Aye, play and you may lose. Run, and you'll lose too... at least a while. And dying in your beds, few years from now when CTE comes, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our draft picks, but they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM!
[Saints team cheers]
Drew Brees: Alba gu bràth!
["Saints forever!"]
Saints: ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH!