Chris Cosh: [When the Cats, losing at the half, want to be put on the injured list] You know, there is something you guys should know... when I was 10 years old, I put myself on the injured list. I never got off.
Hrbec: Why?
Cosh: Cause I didn't get picked a few times, so I started hiding under the bleachers.
Hartman: That's where we belong, under the bleachers.
Cosh: No you don't. You guys belong out there with those Huskers. You know how I know that? Because I belong out there with my son.
Weibert: Give us a break, coach. You could never beat Billy at *anything*!
Cosh: That's not true. I did beat him once.
Braden Wilson: When?
Cosh: When he was still young, we used to race our bikes down Manhattan Hill every day after school. We raced every day and he always beat me, but one time, one time... I beat him.
Wilson: You beat Billy down Manhattan Hill?
Cosh: Yes, I did. He ate my dust.
Brodrick Smith: Big deal. One time.'
Blake Slaughter: You know, one time at Randy Cooper's swim party, I did a backflip off the high dive, and my brother chickened out.
Hartman: Roger chickened out? He's a Marine!
Weibert: Ah, that's nothing! One time at the spring carnival, I beat both of my brothers in the Cow Dung Toss.
Wilson: You beat Matt and Brett in the turd toss?
Viers: You know, one time I went fishing with my entire family, and I was the only one that didn't throw up.
Hartman: So, what? It still doesn't make us good football players.
Cosh: Well, wait a second, guys. Who said you had to be good to play football? You play football because you want to. You play football because it's fun. You play football so you could pretend you're Joe Montana throwing a touchdown pass, or Emmitt Smith going for a long run. And even if those Huskers are better than you guys, even if they beat you 99 times out of 100, that still leaves...
Viers: One time.
Hartman: One time.
Carson Coffman: [Smiles] Yeah... one time!
