Are you dragging this morning? Hitting that championship wall? Well, give a listen to Bryan Braman get his teammates JACKED UP before the Super Bowl last night, courtesy of Mychal Kendricks’ Instagram account.

Intestines, we’ll turn them inside out. They’re going to be hanging out next to the fucking banner in the Linc. LET’S GO. I DON’T HEAR YALL. LET’S GO.

Hey, I’m looking for a mother fucking pink puff of smoke out the back of the next mother fucker’s head that you all take off. Let’s go. Eagles kill! 1-2-3, EAGLES KILL. LET’S GO.

Holy shit. HOLY SHIT. I am ready to run through a brick wall and chokeslam my boss in the parking lot after listening to that. How did the Eagles not win by 100?

I’m fairly certain Malcolm Jenkins took Braman’s speech to heart and eviscerated Brandin Cooks’ brain into a fine pink mist that is still seeping of his ears.