Glory Road Page #3

What? What, farm boy? What?

Hold up! Get over here!

This is just another example

that knuckleheads

come in all sizes, shapes and colors.

You're pitiful. Pitiful!

Messing around down here

like a bunch of kindergarten kids.

Now, you get this place cleaned up

and try to act like you got some sense.

- You think you can do that?

- Yeah.

You son of a gun. You got David Lattin

to come here and play basketball.

It's David Lattin.

I used to read about him in the paper.

How in the world did you swing that?

Ooh-whoo!

Whoo-wee!

How you doin', brother?

Should have left your hand out.

Might have gave ya a tip.

Man. I'll bust that big ox

upside his head.

Worsley.

You know it'd take three men your size

to rip that boy's picture in half.

My old man wants me working

on that farm.

He thinks playing basketball

is a waste of time.

I think different.

- You the new players?

- Yeah, that's right.

- You don't look like much to me, guys.

- Whoa, whoa. Easy, bro.

- You lookin' at the new Mighty Miners.

- Mighty Miners?

You're at a hole-digging college.

A commuter school.

Playing for a girls' basketball coach.

The Mighty Miners. Ha-ha!

That's funny.

What is he talking about.

girls' basketball coach?

You're here to learn fundamental.

disciplined defensive basketball.

Now, that means discipline

both on and off the court.

No girls.

No booze. No late nights.

Nothing besides fundamental basketball.

I speak, you listen.

I don't wanna hear "can't" or "won't"

or "Coach. I'm bleeding."

I don't wanna hear anything

except the basketball bounce.

You play basketball my way.

My way's hard.

Especially if your guard's wearing a skirt.

What's the matter?

You got mud on your feet?

Move those feet! Get down, get low, son!

Come on, come on!

Now, we do not play defense standing up!

Get your butt down!

Lower! Make it uncomfortable!

There you go.

What's the matter, son?

Your skirt bothering ya?

Come on, come on. Lattin, go hard!

Lock him down.

You in my office!

Shed, what was that?

You let him put his armpits in the rim.

Are you kiddin' me?

We do not back down here, ever!

You own this part of the court!

And. Lattin. I said no dunking.

Now, let's do it again, come on.

Nice shot, big man.

Excuse me. Wilt. Big ox.

Keep your hand out there a little

longer. Somebody might give you a tip.

Shed, what's up? You looking like Lattin's

shadow out here. Big guy like you scared.

Not as scared as you when I come after

you with a fly swatter, ya leprechaun.

Don't touch my stuff, brother.

Leave that to the big boys.

Probably ain't even heard of the Panthers

back in Indiana.

Man. I know about 'em.

It's one thing to know about 'em.

It's another to live the life.

Well. I don't need a book

to live a life.

Brothers! Mm.

We crossin' the bridge tonight.

I hear Juarez is jumpin'

with some fine gals.

What are you gonna do when you find

'em, fool? You don't speak Espaol.

- This don't need no translation.

- Coach Haskins set the rules.

He has his rules. I got mine. Rule number

one:
Let's get into some trouble.

- Come on!

- Willie Worsley needs the ladies.

- Better be some girls there too, brother.

- You don't know what to do with 'em.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Peace, brother.

- You know we got practice in the a, m.

- Well, good.

You stay here

and you get a good headstart.

- I'm going back. Somebody come with me.

- Hey, relax. Shed. Just smile.

Everybody try to look Mexican.

I'm six foot three.

Try to look like three Mexicans, then.

How you doin'? All right.

- Worsley, you next.

- No, no, no, no.

Elijah Muhammad and the Black Muslims

say that liquor steals a man's mind.

Man. Elijah Muhammad never played

for a crazy white man.

Excuse me, seor. Seor?

You mind fillin' this shot glass up

with some cold water?

My man Worsley wants to take a swim.

Oh! Oh!

Seriously. I'm not busting

my butt out there for him anymore.

They're using us.

so I'm gonna use 'em right back.

Education is the key, guys.

Blah, blah, blah.

Hey, hey. Educate this.

- Hey, sweet thing.

- Gracias.

What's your name?

Why do you need to know my name?

You ain't gonna be usin' it.

You all business tonight?

Looks like a cold night

in Mexico for you, boy.

Doing OK. Tina?

Hey, listen.

I was just playing with you back there.

My name is Bobby Joe.

My friends call me Bobby Joe.

Tina.

And I go to the same school you do.

And I'm not about to fall

for that smooth-talking Negro routine.

- My mama warned me about you.

- Your mama don't even know me.

She said watch out for pretty boys

with big smiles, worn shoes.

and single dollars in their pockets.

Well, that's not me.

I'm telling you, you got me all wrong.

Cmo ests. everybody?

What was that, son?

I didn't get that.

How is everybody today?

Feeling all right?

You OK, Bobby Joe?

Hey. I hear you speak Spanish, right?

- Sir?

- I'm just wondering.

You looking a little tired. All that fancy

footwork of yours tire you out yesterday?

Or was it something else?

Now, because some of you were bitten

by the evil worm last night.

this morning, all of you are gonna run.

- The evil worm never bit me!

- Hundred lines! Let's do it! Let's sprint!

Lattin, get to the baseline, son.

Y'all are gonna burn holes

in your shoes today!

You look like you're running in mud, son!

Are you kiddin' me? Are you kiddin' me?

Hill, get your butt down.

There's 31 days before the season starts.

and you're gonna run every one of 'em.

Oh, that was pretty.

Hey, that was real pretty.

Everybody see that behind-the-back?

The circus has come to town.

- What are you doing?

- I'm just playing my game.

We're playing my game here.

All that other stuff's just insecurity.

Great players make simple, basic.

easy plays. Showboating's just insecurity.

He didn't want us playing our game?

Why'd he bring us here?

- Man. I'm sick of him riding my butt.

- I don't need this, man!

- You know what I'm sayin'?

- Yes, you do.

This ain't basketball. You killing us!

Well, from where I'm standing.

you don't got much to bargain with.

What?

You wanna quit?

You wanna quit?

You quit right now.

you'll quit every day the rest of your life.

Watch.

Don't worry.

Gunsmoke wasn't that good tonight.

How was the practice?

That good, huh?

Come on! Move those feet!

Move the ball, faster! Faster!

Get off me, farm boy.

- Quit your crying. Harlem.

- I told you I wasn't from Harlem!

Knock it off! Knock it...

Knock it off! Knock it off!

Knock it off! Knock it off!

You'd done that in a game.

it'd be a technical foul for fighting.

Both of you'd be ejected.

Probably cost us the game, son.

Baseline, everybody. Y'all gonna run

'cause of their selfishness.

Two weeks before the game.

and you still don't listen.

Class, make sure can you identify

all the minerals in your boxes.

I'll be passing around to your stations.

so if you have any problems, let me know.

This team does not play playground ball.

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