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HEAD COACH BUCK Mitchel is speaking and he's pretending this is just another news conference and Jordan Givens is just another player. He's giving the opposite impression I got from him yesterday, and he now appears to agree that Jordan should be on the team. Kiss ass, I say beneath my breath. I'm in a piss-poor mood after losing valuable sleep the night before. I drank a bucketload of coffee this morning and the dark liquid did nothing to help the throbbing pain in my jaw from clenching my teeth throughout the torturous night. A few minutes ago, Mitchel informed me I have the pleasure of tagging along with Miss Givens' entourage after the news conference when she's officially introduced to the team. I spent the entire night trying to find a way out of what would happen today. I was als