As will I.
A dispatch from my lieutenant reports to me a season-high 29 assists for the Wolves.
A bold declaration of my leadership, even in absentia.
A clear result of every adversity I inflicted upon the men in practice...and extra playing time I gifted by sitting out.
GS
Friends, the battle is won.
Like the dispatches of General Washington, who too escaped imperialist regime, I arrive in Philadelphia.
For if I’m about anything, it’s pursuing my happiness.
I may now lead, free from the shackles of a young, cocksure big who demands the ball.
GS
General Rivers and I were both trained at the same academy.
Of course I will don the attire tonight.
It’s an honor to do battle against his charges…
…or you know, join them.
Should that opportunity arise.
GS
What you call "quit", sir, those of us that comprehend the situation's complexity, call strategically destabilizing this company that leans so heavily upon me, so that we may resume the battle with more experienced troops.
Preferably somewere warm.
The difference, sir, is vast.
“If you are going to win any battle, you have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do."
- Gen. Patton
"You're mind, sir, never saw back-to-back games on the schedule."
- Gen. Soreness
Tonight, I send the troops to battle in Oregon.
Lieutenant Rose...lead Private KAT in my absence, but be wary.
I would joint the fight, but better to command from the Coffee Bean whilst Agent Lee and I reconfigure our exit strategy, 'fore the winter chill engulfs the plains.