I want every one of you to go back on the field looking as though you'd just come out of a Turkish bath and hadn't done a lick of work.

I want every mother's son of you to smile from the time you leave this building until the last whistle blows.

If I see one of you who isn't smiling I'll pull him out! We want to make those fellows understand right away that we're going to win, that we _know_ we're going to win and that we can't help being happy about it! But you've got to do more than smile.

You've got to work like the dickens! You've got to work just about twice as hard as you've been working.

Any one of you who thinks he can't do that say so now." Mr.Robey's eyes searched the earnest, attentive faces around him.