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we're giving you everything you want.

Nah, nah. I don't-

I don't think you know what I mean.

Listen. Look,

thanks for the offer, man...

but I already got a team.

I'm the coach, man,

of the Mount Vernon Smelters.

And I'm proud of that.

Okay?

Are you out of your mind?

No. I'm not out of my mind.

I found a group of kids that love the game

of basketball the way I loved basketball.

You know?

So damn the fame, man.

You know, I don't care nothin'

about the year's supply of deodorant.

I just want to have fun

and teach these kids, man.

So, thank you very much.

I have a team to go coach.

We're in the finals,

and you're making me late.

Wish me luck, will you?

Roy! How'd we do?

It's rush hour. You're never gonna make it

across town. Okay. Let me get my stuff.

- You got to get back on "D."

- What? You don't tell me what to do.

You are not our coach!

We don't have one.

Yes!

Oh.

Blocking foul.

Smelter.

"Late" Carl once again making

a disappointing call against the Smelters.

You gotta wonder if the league brass

pressured him to keep this game close.

- Oh, my God, he's here.

- Coach Roy!

I thought you

got your team back.

This is my team, baby.

Whoa! Whoa!

Yeah!

I was so right about you.

I mean, before, when I told you

you were an egomaniac.

'Cause no, not last night.

Last night I was wrong.

Oh.

But you came back.

Okay, never mind the message. Bye.

Yes!

Hey, Carl.

Delay of game. Let's go!

Time out!

All right. Listen up.

This is important.

- Ralph, how many quarters did you play?

- Two.

- How many times did you puke?

- None.

You're a regular Michael Jordan.

Big Mac.

I'm proud of you. Congratulations.

Passing math. Give her a round of applause.

Yeah.

You even got Keith passin'. He's actually

coming out on the court and passin' the ball.

You. Big Wes.

Yes. The ladies' man!

Uh, hey, keep doin' your thing.

Big center, right?

Fuzzy. Man,

that defense thing you doin'?

I'm loving that.

That's what wins games.

- You feel me?

- Yeah.

And look, guys, no matter what

the scoreboard says, you are all winners.

Have fun, all right?

I love this game,

and I know you do.

So go out here and crush them,

and have fun doin' it.

"Smelters" on three.

- Yeah!

- Let's do this!

One, two, three!

Smelters!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Hey, hey, hey.

Yes!

The team is in the zone.

They have blown their old

per-game averages out of the water.

- Even Ralph scored?

- No.

But he's keeping his hands up.

Go, Ralph!

- Go. Way to go.

- Go, Ralph!

Jump in his 12:
00!

Jump in his 12:
00!

Hey, hey, hey.

Earth to Carl.

Earth to Carl.

You gonna call that?

Offensive charge.

Oh! You've

got to be kidding me!

Just wanna say

you doing a real good job.

Yeah, I know.

But it's still nice to hear it once in a while.

I just read this book saying you should

give yourself pats on the back.

Daddy never gave me

those pats I needed. He never-

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

This guy's as blind as my dead grandma,

twice as slow!

Why don't you just relax?

It's just a game.

Oh, yeah. It's just a game?

This is the state championships!

Slap him with a "T," idiot,

or go back to Foot Locker.

I got a technical. Smelters shoot two.

I'm doing good.

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yes! Yes!

- Yes!

Two shots.

One shot.

Time out.

Come here.

All right.

Here we go, guys. Listen.

Communicate out there, okay?

Work together as a team.

The other thing I want to say was,

next year...

- I'll be back to take you all

to the championships.

That's right. Now, "Smelters" on three.

Stop playin'.

One, two, three. Smelters!

Keith, you're the captain.

I know, I know.

Pass it, pass it.

No, I wasn't gonna say that.

I want you to trust yourself.

That's what I was gonna say.

Trust yourself.

Do your thing.

Yes! Ooh!

No!

- Foul! Smelters shoot two.

- Yeah.

Yes! Yes!

Yes.

Hey, hey. You can't-

You can't blow the whistle

when the game is over!

But I just did do that!

No one tells me what to do. I'm an

authority figure. You better step back there.

Two shots.

- Yeah!

- Yes!

Oh, hell.

Whoo!

One shot.

Yeah! Whoo!

- Whoo!

- Yeah!

Yeah! Number one, baby!

Roy!

Hey, listen, um...

there's a message on your machine

that I want to talk about.

- What did it say?

- Well, basically, in my own words...

- Yeah.

- this.

Oh, wow.

You know what you said about me?

- Mm-hmm.

- You were right. You were dead on.

What can I say?

I'm a teacher.

- Yeah.

- Mm-hmm.

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