Mason: "Hey Coach, you know how you hate it when the other team blitz our guards, how it baffles you to no end, and how it leaves you in a cold sweat just thinking about it."
Stotts: "Are you trying to give me nightmares or are you asking to run suicides today?"
Ed: "No, no, Coach. What we're saying is, what if we turn the table and blitz the other team on their pick-and-rolls? What if we make it.....I don't know....difficult for the other team to score?"
Stotts: "Blasphemy! That's diabolical, that's absurd.......<eyes widen and almost falls over>......MY GOD! That's so crazy and nonsensical that it circles around and becomes genius! Let's try this insanity against the Bulls."
Mason and Ed nods and high-fives each other. Meyers sees that and comes over to give Mason and Ed high-fives as well, but misses their hands and swats air instead.
Stotts chuckles, shaking his head knowingly: "So guys, any more advice?"
Mason and Ed in unison: "UGG fur-lined slippers!"