Yeah, we rushed the court...and we rush the field...and we'll rush whatever the #### we want to...when we want to because we're CLEMSON.
We're not just spectators, not just observers; We're part of the game, we're part of a FAMILY. The young, the old; the black, the white; the men, the women; the pumpers...and even the dumpers. We're all Tigers...we're all FAMILY.
Unlike the TA&Ms of the world, our players go to classes on campus, the same classes other Clemson students go to. (And unlike the UNCs of the world, those classes actually exist.)
They're our friends, they're our FAMILY.
Yeah we rush courts, because we want to celebrate with them. We want to congratulate them for working hard and playing hard and makin' our FAMILY proud.
You see, it's not about the competition, it's not about the magnitude of the game, it's all about CLEMSON.
No, we know you don't understand it...and we know you'll never understand it, and we don't CARE that you can't understand it. It's not about you; it's not about them; it's about CLEMSON.
Joe Sherman understood it...R.C.Edwards understood it, Brad Brownell and his players certainly understand it. We ALL understand it. Because we are CLEMSON. We ARE FAMILY.
So one more time: yeah, we rushed the court...and we'll rush the court again...and again...and again. Get over it...or don't. That's who we are...that's just 'how Tigers roll.'