[LEVYMAN]

[During Sanchez's training with Garcia, he's in an another world, haunted by the butt fumble from the Thanksgiving night Patriots game; Garcia lands some practice hooks]
Garcia: He's hooking. He's hooking. He's hooking! Damn, Sanchez, Come on! What's the matter with you?
Mark Sanchez: Tomorrow. Let's do it tomorrow.
Garcia: [Screaming] There is no tomorrow! THERE IS NO TOMORROW! THERE IS NO TOMORROW!


[Eva Longoria, deeply concerned, walks towards Sanzhez on the beach]
Eva: Can I talk to you? I wanna ask you something important, and I want you to tell me the truth.
Mark Sanchez: What?
Eva: Why'd you come here?
Mark Sanchez: I just don't want it no more.
Eva: If it's over because you want it to be over, I'm glad.
Sanzhez: I do.
Eva: It's just... you never quit anything since I known you.
Sanzhez: I don't know what you want me to say. I mean, what happened? How did everything that was so good get so bad?
Eva: What's so bad? Tell me, what?
Sanzhez: I wrecked everything by not thinking for myself. I mean, why couldn't Rexy tell me where I really at right from the start? He didn't have to carry me and lie to me and make me think I was better than I really was when I wasn't.

Garcia: Now, when you played your first year, you had that eye of the tiger, man; the edge! And now you gotta get it back, and the way to get it back is to go back to the beginning. You know what I mean?

Garcia: See that look in their eyes, Mark? You gotta get that look back, Mark. Eye of the tiger, man.

Queue eye of the tiger music and Sanchez throwing and running on the beach with Garcia!!!