Filmmaker Sean Pamphilon excoriates Gregg Williams on the web site of the documentary, called The United States of Football.

I was sitting next to Steve Gleason in the back of the room as Gregg Williams screamed ‘f***’ and ‘f***in’ countless times when instructing his men to hurt other men. Williams wasn’t considering the fact that many of those men have children and all of those men are somebody’s son.

“We make no apologies for the way we play the game,” Williams said in a tone which suggested that he actually had the balls to put on a uniform and do the very things he was ordering his players to do, much less be on the receiving end of the blows he was ordering up.

I don’t have those balls.

You don’t have those balls.

And Gregg Williams most definitely does not have those balls.

It’s a cowards play to send someone off to do your malicious bidding. I’m sure many of his players would have told him this if they weren’t scared to lose their jobs or look like bitches in front of their teammates. Or if they weren’t 25 and couldn’t possibly have a fully developed perspective on life.

“This is a production business,” Williams said emphatically when he began his speech. He repeated that mantra again and again, during the balance of his impassioned, profanity laced diatribe.

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