Pittsburgh's football offices, 8:35 a.m. An assistant runs into Dave Wannstedt's offices.
Assistant: Coach! Guess who's going pro?
Wannstedt: [pauses]
Assistant: Come on...the running back?
Wannstedt: [pauses]
Assistant: The one who only averaged 23 carries a game? Carried our team? MVP of our year, essentially?
Wannstedt: GOSH THIS IS HARD OWWWWWWWW.
Assistant: Whoa, coach. You better relax and have some tea. Want me to get you some chamomile.
Wannstedt: Yeah, buddy. That would be great. But tell me: who is it?
Assistant: LeSean McCoy.
Wannstedt: Who?
Assistant: Our running back?
Wannstedt: I...I only know the numbers.
Assistant: Number 25, sir.
Wannstedt: DAMMIT THINKBALL!!! THINK FASTER TIME NEXT!!! STUPID WANNSTEDT THINKBALL!!!
Assistant: I'll be back with that tea, coach.
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