Al Pacino's speech, typed as we read it

Three minutes
to the biggest battle of our professional lives,
all comes down to today.
Either
we heal
as a team
or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch,
play by play,
till we're finished.
But we can climb out of hell.
One inch, at a time.
You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football.
Because in either game,
life or football,
the margin for error is so small.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in every break of the game,
every minute, every second.
On this team, we fight for that inch.
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us
to pieces for that inch.
Cause we know
when we add up all those inches
that's going to make the f*cking difference
between WINNING and LOSING,
between LIVING and DYING.
I'll tell you this:
in any fight,
it is the guy who is willing to die
who is going to win that inch.
You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy
who will sacrifice himself for this team,
because he knows when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That's a team, gentlemen,
and either we heal now, as a team,
or we will die as individuals.
That's football, guys.
That's all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?

Any Given Sunday