Coach Rig Quotes in Necessary Roughness (1991)

[Halftime of final game]

Coach Rig: Now, let's analyze what's been working for us.

[Long pause]

Coach Rig: NOT A GOD DAMN THING'S been working for us. Like this goddamn suit doesn't work for me... and this stinking tie... and this goddamned shirt. IT DOESN'T WORK FOR ME. YOU KNOW HOW TO PLAY WINNING HARD-NOSED FOOTBALL? YOU PLAY FOOTBALL LIKE ED GENERRO PLAYED FOOTBALL. A guy who gave his life for this football team. He was a 140-pound halfback, and HE PLAYED LIKE A GODDAMN WILDMAN! NO! LIKE A GODDAMN RAMPAGING BEAST! And that's the way you got to do it! YOU GO OUT THERE! YOU TEAR THEIR FUCKING HEADS OFF, AND YOU SHIT DOWN THEIR NECKS! Let us pray.

Coach Rig: Not much of a crowd.

Coach Gennero: Well, at least we have the home field advantage.

Coach Rig: The Alamo was the home field.

[as Paul, who is 34 years old, approaches]

Coach Gennero: Wally, did you hire an Assistant Coach without telling me?

Coach Rig: No, I found a Quarterback without telling you.

Coach Gennero: Well, I hope he gets younger as he gets closer.

Coach Rig: Ok Banks. Ready, Hut! Come on, Banks, you're supposed to be hitting a sled, not humping a butterfly! I want you mean, I want you nasty! I want you to eat raw meat! Get your ass outta here! Alright, Next!

Coach Rig: [as Andre readys himself to hit the blocking sled] Ready, Hut!

[Andre knocks Coach Rig off the sled]

Andre Krimm: Andre does not eat raw meat. 'Cause Andre is a vegetarian.

Coach Rig: Eat whatever the hell you want Andre!

Coach Gennaro: Dean Elias, for someone who hates football you sure spend alot of time watching the sport.

Dean Elias: Eternal vigilance is the price of integrity, Coach Gennaro.

Coach Rig: [quietly] What an asshole.

Coach Rig: I don't wanna put any undue pressure on you guys, but Coach Gennero's last words were, win or I'll die.

[after a running play fails]

Coach Gennero: What happened, who missed their assignment?

Coach Rig: Everybody missed their god-damn assignment!

Dean Elias: Can I call ya Wally?

Coach Rig: You can call me Walter.

[Featherstone is unable to catch any pass thrown to him]

Coach Gennero: Keep your eyes on the ball, son.

Coach Rig: I'd rather he kept his hands on the ball.

[During an indoor practice, Popki's pass bounces off the rim of the basketball hoop]

Coach Rig: How about that, he stinks at two sports.

Coach Gennero: I can work with him, just butt out of my offense.

Coach Rig: If you can build an offense around a guy who throws like Edward Scissorhands, we're gonna be playing a hell of a lot of defense.

[During practice in the gym, Popki throws a wild pass that bounces off the rim of the basketball hoop]

Coach Rig: How about that, he stinks at two sports.

Coach Gennero: I can work with him, just butt out of my offense.

Coach Rig: If you can build an offense around a guy who throws like Edward Scissorhands, we're going to be playing a hell of alot of defense.

Coach Gennero: Get up, Wally, people are watching. Not many... but they're watching.

Coach Rig: If this wasn't friggin astro-turf, I'd dig a grave for myself.

Coach Rig: Oh I'm sorry Jack, you're a genius; that's why you've got a bigger whistle than me.

Paul Blake: Manu, snap me the ball.

Coach Rig: SNAP THE BALL DAMN IT!

Paul Blake: Manu, Manu hike me the ball.

[Manumana snaps the ball poorly]

Lucy Draper: Relax big guy; you've already got the job.

Coach Rig: Linemen, you gotta give Blake at least four-god-damn-seconds to throw the ball.

Coach Gennero: [after McKenzie refused to wear pads, and was knocked unconscious by a tackle] Look at that. He held onto the ball. Well, let's wake him up and get him some pads.

Coach Rig: I don't know, Ed. Pads might hurt his game.

Coach Rig: I forgot. You're a genius. That's why you have a bigger whistle than I do.

Coach Gennero: I can't believe it. Now he has whistle-envy.

Coach Rig: [visiting Gennero in hospital room] Ed, it's me. Wally Riggendorf.

Coach Gennero: I know it's you. I'm not in a coma.

Coach Rig: [hands bouquet] I brought these for you.

Coach Gennero: Thank you. They're lovely.

Coach Rig: I hope you don't mind - I had to charge them to your room. I'm a little short this week.

Coach Gennero: I understand, Wally. Will you sit down? I want to talk to you.

Coach Rig: I'm here, Ed. I'm here.

Coach Gennero: You don't have to talk like I'm dying! They're just running some tests. They haven't found anything yet.

Coach Rig: That's wonderful news.

Coach Gennero: [hands Wally binder] I want you to have this, Wally.

Coach Rig: [emotionally] Your playbook. I don't know what to say. I'll cherish it - always.

Coach Gennero: I'm not bequeathing it to you! I'm just loaning it to you. You're coaching the team tonight.

Coach Gennero: [hands Wally his whistle] You can do it, Wally. Just be yourself.

Coach Rig: The big whistle...