 Previously on Face to the Franchise, we learned that Tommy Matthews is such a beta male. Oh my god, this guy sucks so bad. Okay, episode two, let's get it. Episode two, Face to the Franchise, we're starting out with signing day. Let's see how this goes, boys. All right, gents. Who wants to go first? Well, you have the honors. It's the least I could do for all you've done for me. All right. Oh, I don't know. Tough pick on this one, who am I gonna go with? So the decision is made. Tell us, when it came down to it, what led to this choice? Well, there's been a lot of elite talent that have walked those halls and I'd love to add my name to that stored list. Plus, the opportunity to play for a legend like Coach Miller is too much of a draw. And he's a guy that's... Okay, so I assume Coach Miller is like the fictional coach in this thing? Because that's not right. All right. All right, Tommy. What you got for us? I hope he goes to like Miami, where I never have to see him. Oh, God. I'm actually nervous. Let's see. Who's he gonna be? Oh, he's eyeing up Oregon. Yes, dude, just I'm fine with that. Go to Oregon, bro. Go to Oregon. Oh, big Tommy. Get the ball. Are you kidding? That's why he had me go first. That's why he said that... I mean, Batman needs his Robin and can't break up. He's literally my make-a-wish kid. You're kidding me, dude. You think you're gonna take my position? Tommy, you're literally my make-a-wish friend. You have half a heart and you can't throw a football. You're not taking my position. I hope Coach O'Brien is a fat kid. You're like my last coach. My last coach was such a stud. Do you think they caused the heartbreak kids? Because Tommy's heart's about to break. I know you both been sitting patient. Oh, my God. Stop smoking cigarettes, Coach O'Brien. Jesus Christ. You see, he has three packs a day. What do you mean? We've done everything that you asked of us. What do you mean, Coach? We each smoked seven packs of cigarettes every day, just like you asked. I've got a nice cigar in my back pocket if you want to trade. Now, as I was saying, you both gave reps a QB. It's a defense first team now. So I don't need your heartbreak kids' nonsense. All I need is for one of you to manage things and make sure the offense doesn't give the game away because my defense certainly won't. Oh, my God. It's almost like you didn't wash me, drop a goddamn 30 bomb in the state championship and then another 44 bomb in the showcase. Why are we acting like I'm not clearly the... Coach, you can't be serious. You two are competitors, right? That's how you're going to have to approach this as a competition. Go on, get out of here. EA Sports coverage of college football takes us to Miami, Florida and Hard Rock Stadium for the 2019 kickoff classic at an early season matchup of... Aiders versus Spartans. Let's go. Wow, dude. This is like nostalgic. I really miss college football right now. Oh, my God. This is actually really painful to watch. I hate this. Bomb. You can't make these dudes bumbly. I just saw something. Coach Settle only keep me in if I play well in the first steps. I'm just going to take the easiest touchdown I've ever had. Is that a QB spy on me? It's not. Do you think I can step up and take this? I can. Oh, my God. Dude, they glitch out so bad over there. Ooh. Just threw another pick, bro. Florida QB is not having a good day. The Gators. Damn, that's so disrespectful. I took it back here so I can eat this clock and get some yards. I just throw a play action bomb. First play to OJ Simpson over there. All right, OJ. Let's see it, buddy. Look at OJ. OJ's got wheels still, bro. All that time in prison didn't do anything. Let's go. Yo. Keon Simmons. It really is that easy. We're going to send Jones deep here and I'm just going to lob one up. He's there. Hard game. Very difficult. And with no time left to get it. Hurts. You're damn right. He's got to hang your hand a little bit. Ah, ah. And then they score instantly. Geez. Why is Florida good all of a sudden? All right, first and 10. That could be a touchdown if I wanted to be. I'm just going to secure this, though. Roll this puppy out. Give me that playmaker. And we're down. Clock is a rodent. That's one of our favorite playmakers in the game. Wheel route outside. I'm just going to be patient. And I'm going to take off. Woo-hoo-hoo. Dig, though. Keeping the heaters alive. We're coming in so hot. I stuffed that tight end, too. What? That was a fumble. Oh, my God. Damn. Coach is right, dude. This defense is nasty. 36 day. Big game. My draft stack is draining up. Oh, shit. Yeah, I'm starting to work on my NFL draft stack. I actually do need this to pad my stats in these games. Shit. Wake up. What are these dishes doing on my feet? Because it's time for you to start cleaning up your crap. That's your job, Tommy. These dishes have been lying in the fridge for almost two weeks. I mean, look at this place. It's a disaster. You're leaving everything laying around. It's ridiculous. Who crawled up your butt and died? You. Gross. Hey, get off, man. I want to watch some TV. You've been laying out here all morning. What's got you two all round up? Just turn up the volume, would you? Why are me and this guy supposed to be friends in this story? He's such an ass. This is so stupid. Hey, I thought I played pretty good out there. This team still has not found its identity. And I know that Coach O'Brien claims that his two quarterback system is matchup based. But I got to tell you, it sure looks like he still doesn't have a clue what's going on. As Coach Madden famously once said, if you've got two quarterbacks, you've got none. And right now, I got to tell you, man, Coach O'Brien's indecisiveness with the most important position on the team is only going to lead to problems on the field. The answer is simple. Just start me. Shit. He took the words right out of my mouth. I mean, the team plays better when I'm on the field. Everybody knows that. I didn't fucking delusional, Tommy. I just dropped a 36 bomb on the floor to goddamn gators while you sat on the bench. Fucking god, Tommy. Can I punch him in the gallium jaw? Can I rock him in the face? Is that an option? Hey, but you fucking suck at football, bud. Yup, yup. Nice, nice heart, bud. How's your heart doing, bud? Look, Tommy, I'm sorry. No. I'm just going to leave. I don't know what his problem is. You got to go talk to him, man. Go clear the air. He's the one with the problem. Look, if he wants to talk, he can, he can confine me. Jumping fiddle sticks. The fuck did he just say? I hate that guy. This football season has been a fun and wild one and we are now down to four as EA Sports is proud to welcome you to AT&T Stadium in Arlington, Texas. I will say though, I'm really sad that my second game is also against the gators, but I'm pretty much in scoring range right now. So let's see if we can scramble this one in. Can I get there? Can I get there? Can I get there? No, what? All I do is click X in it. It auto-slid. That's new. What do we got? Ah! Sketchy business. All right. I need my draft stock to go up. And for that, we're going to run play action, half-back wheel, and we are going to send OJ Simpson on an absolute burner. Bop, bop. Very difficult game. It's literally unrooky. It has to be, though. Santiago just got dusted. Wait, the announcer is saying Key on Simmons. Is his name Simmons, not Simpson? Am I reading it wrong? Or is the announcer reading it wrong? Oh, that's open. That's touchdowns. Key on Simmons, bro. Come on. Unplayable. Let's throw another bomb. We got to run these stats up, right? Key on Simmons has had a day so far. If that's truly his name, X is wide open. Jones. Jones. It's too easy. All right. First and goal. Let's see it. Let's see it. Let's see it. Let's see it. Barely got it. Oh, my God. I thought I was going to fumble for sure. Got him. Oh, I got Gambler activated here. So, all right. X is wide open. That's touchdown. But I can't throw an interception at all because Gambler doesn't let you throw interceptions. The CPU and they're all CPU. So that's pretty dope. Siobhan can just... Can I really burn this? No, I can't burn this whole clock here, but I can throw that. Last play. We need the touchdown. Blitz. Yes. Eight opens. Oh, 43 to zero. Goose egg for the Gators. And I had a much better game. No turnovers this one. Did we just get that? Oh, my God. We got the outside. I could score a sixth touchdown. That took no time off the clock either. Oh, my God. Hey, OJ Simpson. Let's see it, buddy. Let's see it, OJ. Okay. No heat. No heat. Got it to him. He's open. He's got it. No. He's not the one. OJ, dude. We got to put him back in prison, dude. That was still hot though. He still played amazing. Michigan State Spartans are moving on to play for a national championship. Playing the Natty Championship next game, baby. Let's go. You all right? I'll be fine. I was you last week. I know exactly what you're going through. You didn't have to sit through this championship game, though. No, but I did sit out our first state title game. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Back the fuck up. I know, just could be the only shot at it. Is this implying that I'm not starting the national championship? Then I just played the qualifying game. Five touchdowns, 500 plus yards, no interceptions. Then I guess we'll just have to do this all over again next season, huh? Does it just automatically? What's even the fucking point of me playing any of these games if it's going to start this? Oh my God. This, oh, you know what it was? His make-a-wish wish was to play the national championship. That has to be it. I don't accept that this is what happened. Who reigned on your parade, little Miss Sunshine? I am not in the mood for this right now. It's because you're not playing. I'll take it. Sherlock Holmes back here. Like I haven't had a bad enough day already. Not have to deal with you? Nah, bro, I just can't find the avatar. I know you upset. That dude Tommy's your brother. And brothers should always have each other's backs. Why, no! Why is he my brother? He fucking bullied me on the football team. And now he wants to take my position. And it fucking sucks. He's not my brother. He's not even a decent friend. He's not even an acquaintance. This guy fucking sucks. We crowned a champion tonight here at Levine Stadium at Santa Clara for the college football playoff national championship game. It's the Michigan State Spartans. And the Miami Hurricanes. And with that, boys, I'm going to end this episode off. The next episode will be the national championship. Thanks, Wash. As always, peace out.