Greater

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Is that his?

Of all people.

How's that make any sense?

Maybe it doesn't.

Excuse me, Mr. Burlsworth.

Hey, Marty.

Oh, uh, wanna help

set up Brandon's picture?

Mary-Alice, you go on ahead.

Bless your heart.

Excuse me, Marty, I...

Not now.

Watch the play! Watch the play!

Hey, Mike 27, Mike 27!

He's on it, he's on it.

Push, move it.

Set!

Marty.

I never got a chance to thank you for

allowing us to create Brandon's monument.

It's an honor.

I'm sure you'll do a great job.

Anything for Brandon.

Oh, look at that.

Have... have you decided

on an epithet, yet?

Most people like to use a line

from a poem, or a bible verse.

Do you think I can at least

get my brother buried in the ground

before we start talking about poetry?

Well, I'm sorry, Marty, I... I just...

I can imagine how you feel.

I'm pushing 60 years old, and I've

seen everything under the sun,

but, I... I've never met a better man

than your brother.

It's just not fair.

Not, it's not.

He sure played

that game though, didn't he?

Played it like it meant something.

Precious blood atoning

Then I repented of my sin

And won the victory

Oh, victory in Jesus

My Savior forever

He sought me and bought me

With His redeeming blood

He loved me ere I knew Him...

- I baptizing you...

- And all my love is due him

in the father and son,

and the Holy Spirit.

He plunged me to victory

Yeah. Amazing. As clean as the light.

All right now, you're an ambassador

for Christ, now son.

You walk tall. Be a good example.

Brandon Burlsworth.

- Way to go, Brandon.

- Yeah.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

- They said I'm fat.

- No, you're not fat.

You're just a big old boy.

God made you just

the way you are for a reason.

Made a whole lot of you too,

so there must be a big reason.

Son.

You are on your pilgrimage road

now, Bran.

Keep God first, and only worry about

what he thinks. Not anybody else.

And he will always

show you the right way.

Congratulations on your son's baptism.

Hell, I'm getting tired of this.

We're only 17 years apart,

it is obvious that we are brothers.

I'm sorry, Marty.

All right, let's do this.

- You got everything?

- Yep.

I'll see you at the game.

I'll go get the sunblock.

All right, thank you. Oh, no.

How much we got

in our checking account?

Another red letter month

for the Burlsworths.

Well... you know she wouldn't let us.

- Even if we can afford it.

I know. Oh, look at this yard.

If that boy is on that couch, eating chips

and cheesecake again, I'll explode.

There goes Foster

across the 44, 43.

What, no sweets today?

Is this your idea of a diet?

- Oh, hi, Marty.

- Mama. Oh, come on, really?

You think it's such a good idea

for a 12-year-old boy

to sit on the couch all day,

eating chips and cheesecake?

- Marty.

- Would it kill him to do some chores?

He needs to go outside and get exercise.

He's a ten-pound hen

with a five a pound sack.

Freddie Childress.

How'd you like to face him?

Oh, he is alone, and he plays

on that right side right now with...

That's gonna be me one day.

Oh, is that right, cheesecake?

- It looks like you're well on your way.

I'm serious. I'm gonna play

for the Arkansas Razorbacks.

I believe you, honey.

Hmm.

But if you want to be a Razorback,

you've got a lot of work to do.

We still got those old gloves

around here?

All right, listen up, girls.

On this field, I am your mother,

and I am your father.

I am your mother and father combined.

Now, who wants to play for the Hawks?

- Me, coach.

- I want to.

All right. All right!

Who wants to play in the NFL?

I do.

All right.

So, get out there, and play

like you mean it. Get out there!

Get out there, get out there.

50 million kids in America,

and they all think they're going pro.

- Boy, they're stupid.

- Ls that Brandon?

- Yeah.

- What you been feeding that boy?

Chips and cheesecake, mostly.

Better hope nobody puts an apple in his

mouth. Somebody might try to roast him.

Eh?

Here we go. You'll be fine.

Burlsworth, get over here.

Get over here!

Just get in there and defend.

Don't screw it up.

Hey, fat boy, your helmet.

- Hold on, he's going in. He's going in.

- Go Brandon!

- Brandon!

Yeah, yeah, now you see what's cooking.

A little Burlsworth action coming.

Come on, Brandon! Here we go, big boy!

It's 4th and goal

on the Ram's 3-yard line.

Grenade, grenade.

Thirty, gopher, gophers.

Ready, set, go, go!

Go, go! Go Brandon!

Right away, Burls. I knew it.

That a way! That a way!

Get in there.

Yes! That's my brother!

That's my brother.

Take him down. What are you

doing? Take him down!

Touchdown.

- Score% team 13...

- Woo-wee!

He is ferocious.

Burlsworth, you are never playing defense

again, ever! Ever! Do you hear me?

Get over here. Get over here. Get your fat

ass off this field. Get your...

What are you laughing at? Get your fat ass

off this field, before I kick it off!

What is wrong with you?

Burlsworth, are you deaf?

You are never playing defense ever again.

Do you hear me?

- I'm gonna kick you off this...

- It's all right, Brandon, good try.

That's right.

What's your name, boy?

Brandon Burlsworth, sir.

It's nice to meet you, Brandon.

I'm the head coach up at the high school.

I know.

That's Coach Tice.

Tough day today, son.

You should be thankful.

No, I mean it.

Seems bad now, but days like today

keep a man riled up for a long time,

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