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Herm was the quintessential catalyst for mediocrity, he achieved this fabled title by asking nothing more than friendship from each of his players. His players loved the cuddly Herm for this reason, because after getting crushed on the field they could always find the loving arms of Herm after the game. In his comforting arms he would soothe their sorrows with a coddling "It's okay!"
This bred mentality of mediocrity will only leave this team after a seemingly interminable year, (Or two) of ass-kickings on sundays and the practice field.
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