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From: gatornews@googlegroups.com [mailto:gatornews@googlegroups.com] On Behalf Of Shane Ford
Sent: Thursday, October 12, 2017 7:48 AM
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Subject: [gatornews] [SUN]: Ellenson's Letter inspired Gators before game vs. Aggies
Ellenson's Letter inspired Gators before game vs. Aggies
Gene Ellenson was an assistant head football coach and defensive coordinator at the University of Florida from 1960-69. He died at 74 in 1995.
In Florida football lore, it is simply known as The Letter. It is 55 years old now, but just as relevant today as it was when Gene Ellenson wrote it on Oct. 11, 1962.
The Florida coaches need to read it this week. The Florida players should do the same. It should be required reading for all those in and around the program, especially all those disgruntled fans who seem ready to quit on this team, this season.
Fifty-five years ago, Florida football was in a place similar to where it is today.
Heading into a crucial home game against Texas A&M, those 1962 Gators were dealing with lots of adversity — angry fans, a critical media and plenty of self-doubt coming off a 28-21 loss to Duke in which UF had blown a 21-0 halftime lead.
The 1-2 Gators were clearly down. Ellenson, the assistant head coach and defensive coordinator, could sense it, and wanted to try and change it. So, the Thursday night before the A&M game he sat down and wrote The Letter.
"Our team was struggling, much like the Gators are struggling now," said Fred Pearson, 75, a starting junior offensive and defensive tackle on the 1962 team who lives in Gainesville. "Coach Ellenson wrote a letter to the players. The point was to keep fighting, never give up, you can overcome."
Ellenson knew a great deal about fighting and overcoming. He was a decorated World War II hero who fought in many battles in Europe, including the Battle of the Bulge. He won the Bronze and Silver Star, Purple Hearts and 10 other battlefield decorations while rising to the rank of Captain.
Head coach Ray Graves approved of Ellenson's letter. Before the Gators boarded a bus to the team hotel Friday afternoon, Ellenson read the letter to the players in the team meeting room.
"When we got finished with the letter, every guy in the room was in tears," Pearson said. "It was just very, very powerful. We went to bed that night thinking about that letter. Then we went out and played with a lot of emotion the next day."
Here is The Letter:
"Dear _____ :
"It's late at night. The offices are all quiet and everyone has finally gone home. Once again my thoughts turn to you all.
"The reason I feel I have something to say to you is because what you need now more than anything else are a little guidance and maybe a little starch for your backbone. You are still youngsters and unknowingly, you have not steeled yourselves for the demanding task of 60 full minutes of exertion required to master a determined opponent. This sort of exertion takes two kinds of hardness. Physical, which is why you are pushed hard in practice, and mental, which comes only from having to meet adversity and whipping it.
"Now all of us have adversity – different kinds maybe – but adversity. Just how we meet these troubles determines how solid a foundation we are building our life on; and just how many of you stand together to face our team adversity will determine how solid a foundation our team has built for the rest of the season.
"No one cruises along without problems. It isn't easy to earn your way through college on football scholarship. It isn't easy to do what is expected of you by the academic and the athletic. It isn't easy to remain fighting when others are curling around you or when your opponent seems to be getting stronger while you seem to be getting weaker. It isn't easy to continue good work when others don't appreciate what you're doing. It isn't easy to go hard when bedeviled by aches, pains and muscle sprains. It isn't easy to rise up when you are down. The pure facts of life are that nothing is easy. You only get what you earn and there isn't such a thing as "something for nothing." When you truly realize this – then and only then will you begin to whip your adversities.
"If you'll bear with a little story, I'll try to prove my point. On midnight, January 14, l945, six pitiful American soldiers were hanging onto a small piece of high ground in a forest somewhere near Bastogne, Belgium. This high ground had been the objective of an attack launched by 1,000 men that morning. Only these six made it. The others had been turned back, wounded, lost or killed in action. These grimy, cruddy six men were all that were left of a magnificent thrust of 1,000 men. They hadn't had any sleep other than catnaps for over 72 hours. The weather was cold enough to freeze the water in their canteens. They had no entrenching tools, no radio, no food – only ammunition and adversity. Twice a good-sized counter attack had been launched by the enemy, only to be beaten back because of the dark and some pretty fair grenade heaving.
"The rest of the time there were incessant mortars falling in the general area and the trees made for dreaded tree bursts, which scatter shrapnel like buckshot. The attackers were beginning to sense the location of the six defenders. Then things began to happen. First, a sergeant had a chunk of shrapnel tear into his hip. Then a corporal went into shock and started sobbing.
"After more than six hours of the constant mortar barrage and two close counter attacks, and no food since maybe the day before yesterday, this was some first-class adversity. Then another counter attack, this one making it to the small position. Hand-to-hand fighting is a routine military expression. I have not the imagination to tell you what this is really like. A man standing up to fight with a shattered hip bone, saliva frothing at his mouth, gouging, lashing with a bayonet, even strangling with his bare hands. The lonesome five fought (the corporal was out of his mind) until the attackers quit.
"Then the mortars began again. All this time the route to the rear lay open, but never did this little group take the road back. As early dawn a full company of airborne troopers relieved this tiny force. It still wasn't quite light yet. One of the group, a lieutenant, picked up the sergeant with the broken hip and carried him like a baby. The other led the incoherent corporal like a dog on a leash. The other two of the gallant six lay dead in the snow. It took hours for this strange little group to get back to where they had started from 24 hours earlier. They were like ghosts returning. The lieutenant and one remaining healthy sergeant, after 10 hours of sleep and a hot meal, were sent on a mission 12 miles behind the German lines and helped make the link that closed the Bulge.
"Today, two of the faithful six lay in Belgium graves, one is a career army man, and one is a permanent resident of the army hospital for the insane in Texas, one is a stiff-legged repairman in Ohio, and one is an assistant football coach at the University of Florida.
"This story is no documentary or self-indulgence. It was told to you only to show you that whatever you find adverse now, others before you have had as bad or worse and still hung on to do the job. Many of you are made of exactly the same stuff as the six men in the story, yet you haven't pooled your collective guts to present a united fight for a full 60 minutes. Your egos are a little shook – so what? Nothing good can come from moping about it. Cheer up and stand up. Fight an honest fight, square off in front of your particular adversity and whip it. You'll be a better man for it, and the next adversity won't be so tough. Breaking training now is complete failure to meet your problems. Quitting the first time is the hardest – it gets easier the second time and so forth.
"I'd like to see a glint in your eye Saturday about 2 p.m. with some real depth to it – not just a little lip service- not just a couple of weak hurrahs and down the drain again, but some real steel – some real backbone and 60 full fighting minutes. Then and only then will you be on the road to becoming a real man. The kind you like to see when you shave every morning.
"As in most letters, I'd like to close by wishing you well and leave you with this one thought. "Self-pity is a roommate with cowardice." Stay away from feeling sorry for yourself. The wins and losses aren't nearly as important as what kind of man you become. I hope I've given you something to think about – and remember, somebody up there still loves you.
Sincerely,
Gene Ellenson"
Inspired by Ellenson's eloquent and powerful words, the fired-up Gators went out the next day and beat a good Texas A&M team 42-6.
"We came out and played with emotion and got up early and continued to pound away," Pearson said. "Forty-two to six. I'll never forget that score."
The big win turned around the Gators' season. Two weeks later they upset fifth-ranked Auburn 22-3 and then went on to earn a bid to the Gator Bowl, where the emotional Gators downed No. 9 Penn State 17-7.
It all started with The Letter.
Maybe now is the right time for today's Gators to sit down and read it.
Contact Robbie Andreu at 352-374-5022 or robbie.andreu@gvillesun.com. Also check out Andreu's blog at Gatorsports.com.
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