One thing I'd do is ask Dave Rimington to invite the O-line and tight ends (without their coaches) down to Misty's for a little mid-season recognition dinner. I love Mistys, even just walking in the door, that delicious smell and even the sizzle just puts you in the mood.
I'd have him say how proud of them he is that they've improved so much in their pass blocking, especially by communicating and picking up on their assignments, but that he mostly wants to talk about them about their run blocking.
Then he'd give them a few minutes to look at their menus and right before the waitress starts to take their order, Dave would stand up to speak to them all: "It's true in run blocking you have to get your assignment right, but you also have to play like you're hungry and play with aggression. Now I told you all this is a recognition dinner and it is, because at this moment you're going to recognize that you're not eating steak tonight. I'm eating steak tonight. You're all going home now on the team bus instead. You haven't earned it yet.
"Now I'm pretty sure this experience is going to make you recognize number 1, that you gotta dominate first if the team's gonna eat and then recognize number 2, my face on the guy across from you when you line up against Purdue, so you'll hate him so much it makes you want to pound him into the dirt."
Then Rimington'd pause and then ask if anyone had any questions and when they didn't he'd say, "Good. You shouldn't have any questions. What you've got to do is simple. You already know that. And to tell you the truth, you haven't earned the right to ask any questions yet. Now leave."
Then he'd turn to the waitress and order a king cut prime rib, double order, and their very best bottle of cabernet. And when he left he'd give the waitress the same tip she'd have gotten if they'd all eaten, because it isn't her fault we can't run block yet.
And then he'd send the bill to Mike Cavanaugh.