McCoy Reveals Official “0-1” Team “Motto”

September 11th, 2014

So what were the Bucs talking about on the practice field yesterday.

What was their mindset?

Gerald McCoy offered a revelation last night on the Buccaneers Radio Network.

“Today we declared that half the NFL is 0-1 right now, but no team in the NFL will react to being 0-1 better than us. And that’s our motto this week,” McCoy said. “And that’s what we’re focusing on. That’s how we’re practicing, and that’s how we’re going to approach the game Sunday.”

Sometimes coachspeak and playerspeak really make Joe laugh.

Such a declaration might have been forbidden under Greg Schiano, who insisted on demanding every week be treated as a one-game season and would never acknowledge — or let players acknowledge — the team record or any such data.

Joe hopes by Sunday, the Bucs are declaring to be the nastiest, hungriest, hardest-hitting, smartest football team ever seen. That should be good for a win against the Lambs.

43 Responses to “McCoy Reveals Official “0-1” Team “Motto””

  1. Buccinfan Says:

    A lot of talk is heard….
    Time to go out and perform instead of telling us. GO BUCS!

  2. DB55 Says:

    This ^^^^

  3. Buc1987 Says:

    They better destroy the Lambs a close win and I still won’t be satisfied. I’ll be more than happy to get the win though of course….

  4. FanOfBucs Says:

    Go Bucs!!

  5. Soggy Says:

    There is a little of the fire I have been talking about, It’s Go Time..

  6. stevek Says:

    Must win time is here.

    Game 2, and we have something to prove.

  7. jb Says:

    All this team has done since 2009 is talk! They gave us one decent season in 2010, but it wasn’t real, all 10 wins coming against losing teams. It’s time these guys, players & coaches alike, stop telling us good they are and start showing us. If talk was worth anything, we’d already have won our second Lombardi Trophy the way McCoy and the rest of these guys carry on!

  8. Thegregwitul Says:

    The 2010 season was real, that Bucs team was projected by most to be a 3 win squad at best. Six or seven rookies started on that squad, they were feisty and ultimately they beat the teams they should have beat (outside of Detroit) during the season.

    It’s fair to say that season setup expectations that have yet to be realized to this day, but in the NFL, every win counts. There are plenty of elite teams that have feasted on weak schedules, let’s not act like the 2010 Bucs team was the first to do it. They weren’t and they won’t be the last to benefit from a weak schedule.

  9. Jimbo Says:

    For those of you criticizing McCoy and the Bucs for their “talk”, what do you expect them to say?? They are being asked questions by reporters and you want them to verbally show something other than confidence??

    Some of you hate at every chance you get. There is no way this doesn’t seep into other non-football aspects of your life. I feel for those in your family and your coworkers.

  10. Mr. Mudge Says:

    Seriously @Jimbo… There are some really miserable people on here. It’s gotta suck to be around these folks in real life.

  11. Mr. Mudge Says:

    Diaper-filling recreational whiners.

  12. OB Says:

    Joe

    Just think of poor Atlanta, which team do they prepare for and what happens if the fullback is given the ball? Because on next Thursday night, that game happens. Of course one of the DEs we just got might actually help the DTs so they are not doubled or triple teamed.

    You just never know what is going to happen at a Bucs game any more. we could even win. How about that.

  13. BucTrooper Says:

    Blah blah blah…. all talk.

    Can’t rush the passer. Can’t run the ball. Can’t throw the ball. Can’t stop a QB who threw 4 passes in 3 years.

    Might as well change the team name to TampO-bama : because like the President, all your talk is hot air and you haven’t come up with one idea that has worked in 6 years.

  14. Buc1987 Says:

    Whine on Bucs fans! We deserve it! Complain on! We deserve it!

    It’s called freedom of expression yo yo’s. That’s the state some Bucs fans like me are in right now. I’m not a depressed person about anything in life outside of the state of our team.

    That was a piss poor display of football that harkens back to the early years of Buccaneer football. Then people come on here and tell people to stop whining?

    “We don’t expect the fans to be patient” – Jason Licht

  15. Buc1987 Says:

    Oh I forgot to say.

    Go Bucs!

    See ya at the game.

  16. mpmalloy Says:

    Jimbo Says:
    September 11th, 2014 at 12:46 pm

    Some of you hate at every chance you get. There is no way this doesn’t seep into other non-football aspects of your life. I feel for those in your family and your coworkers.
    ___________________________________

    Lol, half of you condescending, self-proclaimed “super-fans”
    work on commission per post, I think. The rest of you are
    just masters of the self-defense mechanism of projecting
    your own flaws onto others….
    I mean really, you’re complaining about people complaining.
    A little ironic there, no?

    As far as fans complaining about the gross mismanagement
    of the Bucs for 12 years running I say “Hell yeah, it’s about
    time we grew a sack as a fan base”. We’ve basically been
    dealing with an ownership that is anything but transparent,
    and in my opinion equally condescending, disconnected and
    surreptitious.
    Shill I continue?

  17. Mr. Mudge Says:

    ^^ recreational complaining.

  18. Buc1987 Says:

    Mr. Mudge Says:
    September 11th, 2014 at 1:36 pm

    ^^ recreational complaining.

    YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT Mr. Smudge. That’s where we’re at with our fandom.

    It’s time to put up or shut up.

  19. jb Says:

    It’s amazing to me how the Homers here try and paint those of us that are sick & tired of this mismanaged, continually losing team, as whiners. I suppose they’re okay with being referred to in the same breath as Cleveland & Jacksonville, as PERENNIAL LOSERS. For some reason, many of us are getting sick & tired of it. Go Figure…..

  20. lightningbuc Says:

    Yeah Bucs. Go Bucs. Keep Trying Bucs – it takes time to get good! But at least the Bucs are trying their hardest – bless those Bucs’ hearts.

    How’d I do Mudge? Am I now a true fan? Nothing but positive about the Bucs! Yeah Team.

  21. Mr. Mudge Says:

    jb Says:
    September 11th, 2014 at 1:42 pm

    It’s amazing to me … blah blah blah [noise] … Go Figure…..

    How does your complaining make a difference?

    It’s recreational whining. Most of you complainers will find a reason to whine no matter what.

    A reminder: they’ve only played one game.

  22. Mr. Mudge Says:

    lightningbuc Says:
    September 11th, 2014 at 1:45 pm

    Yeah Bucs. Go Bucs. Keep Trying Bucs – it takes time to get good! But at least the Bucs are trying their hardest – bless those Bucs’ hearts.

    How’d I do Mudge? Am I now a true fan? Nothing but positive about the Bucs! Yeah Team.

    Read my comments. Nowhere do I say anyone’s not a “true fan”…

    Read my comments. Nowhere do I pump a bunch of positivity up everyone’s a$$es.

    Read my comments. Comprehend english. The b1tching and moaning after 1 game is excessive, and premature. Also, how does it help anything?

    It’s recreational complaining.

  23. OAR Says:

    Girls, girls, girls. I believe the View is taking applications.

  24. d-money Says:

    Players and coaches will stop giving playerspeak and coachspeak when people stop asking them stupid questions.

    What do we want them to say? They get asked the same ridiculous questions over and over. No matter how they answer someone is going to complain about it

    Put up or shut up? I’m sure GMC would much rather not have to come up with a hundred different ways to say that he is working hard to get better only to have internet commenters, sports radio callers and bloggers that masquerade as football experts twisting every word he says into a negative.

    You guys can whine and bitch all you want, it’s no skin off my back. I actually get a good chuckle out of some of the ridiculous things that I read on here.

    As for me I’ll watch and bitch and yell at the TV during the games but I’ve got no time to be angry about sports the rest of the week.

  25. lightningbuc Says:

    Mr. Mudge Says:
    September 11th, 2014 at 1:06 pm
    Diaper-filling recreational whiners.

    ____________________

    Mudge,

    Diaper-filling and recreational are both cumulative adjectives describing whiners, which is a noun, meaning a comma should have been used to separate the two adjectives.

    Just FYI for a spelling and grammar Nazi!

  26. Mr. Mudge Says:

    ^^ Thanks for the help.

  27. stevek Says:

    Mr. Mudge,

    So, if the Bucs come out, McCown lays another egg, and we are shut out at home through the 3rd quarter, will that be ok?

    If 0-1 is leading to this much recreational, diaper-filling whining, then what would 0-2 give us?

  28. Mr. Mudge Says:

    ^^ answer: armageddon

  29. mpmalloy Says:

    IT WAS the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

    There were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a plain face, on the throne of England; there were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a fair face, on the throne of France. In both countries it was clearer than crystal to the lords of the State preserves of loaves and fishes, that things in general were settled for ever.

    It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period, as at this. Mrs. Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday, of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing that arrangements were made for the swallowing up of London and Westminster. Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only a round dozen of years, after rapping out its messages, as the spirits of this very year last past (supernaturally deficient in originality) rapped out theirs. Mere messages in the earthly order of events had lately come to the English Crown and People, from a congress of British subjects in America: which, strange to relate, have proved more important to the human race than any communications yet received through any of the chickens of the Cock-lane brood.

    France, less favoured on the whole as to matters spiritual than her sister of the shield and trident, rolled with exceeding smoothness down hill, making paper money and spending it. Under the guidance of her Christian pastors, she entertained herself, besides, with such humane achievements as sentencing a youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body burned alive, because he had not kneeled down in the rain to do honour to a dirty procession of monks which passed within his view, at a distance of some fifty or sixty yards. It is likely enough that, rooted in the woods of France and Norway, there were growing trees, when that sufferer was put to death, already marked by the Woodman, Fate, to come down and be sawn into boards, to make a certain movable framework with a sack and a knife in it, terrible in history. It is likely enough that in the rough outhouses of some tillers of the heavy lands adjacent to Paris, there were sheltered from the weather that very day, rude carts, bespattered with rustic mire, snuffed about by pigs, and roosted in by poultry, which the Farmer, Death, had already set apart to be his tumbrils of the Revolution. But that Woodman and that Farmer, though they work unceasingly, work silently and no one heard them as they went about with muffled tread: the rather, forasmuch as to entertain any suspicion that they were awake, was to be atheistical and traitorous.

    In England, there was scarcely an amount of order and protection to justify much national boasting. Daring burglaries by armed men, and highway robberies, took place in the capital itself every night; families were publicly cautioned not to go out of town without removing their furniture to upholsterers’ warehouses for security; the highwayman in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of “the Captain,” gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, and then got shot dead himself by the other four, “in consequence of the failure of his ammunition:” after which the mail was robbed in peace; that magnificent potentate, the Lord Mayor of London, was made to stand and deliver on Turnham Green, by one highwayman, who despoiled the illustrious creature in sight of all his retinue; prisoners in London gaols fought battles with their turkeys, and the majesty of the law fired blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at Court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into St. Giles’s, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fir on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. In the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a housebreaker on Saturday who had been taken on Tuesday; now, burning people in the hand at Newgate by the dozen, and now burning pamphlets at the door of Westminster Hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer’s boy of sixpence.

  30. RastaMon Says:

    Hey..Is Joe paying Mr.Mudge more than me ?

  31. OAR Says:

    Charles Dickens walks into a bar and orders a martini.
    The bartender asks, “Olive or twist?”

  32. RastaMon Says:

    Q. What did the football coach say to the broken vending machine?
    A. “Give me my quarterback!”

  33. mpmalloy Says:

    How does an NFL QB screw in a light bulb?
    Ans: He stands on a table and the world revolves around him.

  34. d-money Says:

    OAR…I actually LOL’d at that one. A lot of confused stares from my co-workers.

  35. mpmalloy Says:

    Joe (to his credit) isn’t paying
    anyone but himself. There’s plenty
    of shill sites out there and this isn’t one.
    Joe actually gets a little brazen and out-spoken.
    Probably more-so than the powers would like him to be.
    Mad props to Joe.
    He’s dreamy like Davey Jones.

  36. RastaMon Says:

    He’s dreamy like Davy Jones…
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UasJHxhtUGI

  37. t j Says:

    is everyone sick of hearing about ray rice, move on, people die everyday from every form of death , make it stop , go bucs,

  38. james west Says:

    what’s your motto gonna be when you’re 0-2 I know,getting better all the time -better better better

  39. JC Maze Says:

    I just hope we get the W, this will be the family first trip to RJS and my first home game since the 1979 game 16 downpour vs. KC. The fact that it’s Brooks day might just kick things up a notch. GO BUCS!

  40. Jimbo Says:

    @mpmalloy you think I am compensated for calling out haters?? First off, who would pay for that. Second, you don’t have a clue

  41. Jimbo Says:

    After the feedback, it sounds like McCoy shouldn’t have responded to the question or should have shivered in fear. What is wrong wih you people???

  42. Jimbo Says:

    @mrmalloy “Armageddon” HAHA
    IF me and him are supposed to be getting paid then I am getting screwed!

  43. Buccfan37 Says:

    You say you want a revolution. You know it’s gonna be alright.