Channeling his inner Hank Stramm, den draws up a running play for Roman....
"Tom Mack will chop block that monster Alan Page," Mack nods as Stramm continues.
"Roman, run up the middle like your life depended on it! Let's matriculate down the field, boys."
Page bypasses Mack and stands up Gabe at the line. No gain.
Another image pops in young den's mind from the future, "We have to score points. HAVE to," says a young Vermeil...
den reaches over for his clipboard, imitating Vermei, and starts saying. "DeMaaarco, your a 100 percenter!"
den never thinks of Stramm again...