Calgary Wolfpack Football Club: 'The Wolfpack Philosophy'

To win the Alberta Football League Championship!

To win the CMFL National Championship!

The Calgary Wolfpack will continue our committment to being the premiere organization in Canadian Senior Football.

The Calgary Wolfpack’s Playing Philosophy:
The Calgary Wolfpack is committed to winning championships. We are looking for players who we feel will contribute to this goal, both on and off the field. On the field, we offer a competitive environment where hard work & talent are rewarded. The best players at each position start ...... period! Everyone plays! Non-starters are given every opportunity to fight for a starting job.

What The Wolfpack Offers You: 
26 years of Championship tradition. In 26 seasons, the Wolfpack has won 15 Alberta Football League titles and 4 National Championships! We provide a mature organization that offers a wide-open & progressive philosophy on Offense & Defense. The Wolfpack features a strong mix of veteran & younger players. We provide you the chance to be a part of a strong, united team, a team that stays together both socially & athletically 12 months a year!! In summary we offer a chance to play high level, competitive football in a winning atmosphere. Our emphasis is on having fun! Our reward is winning championships!

What The Wolfpack Expects From You:
Commitment to the team. We expect you to attend practices. We expect all players fees to be paid on time & in full. We expect you to be available for all fund raising activities the team undertakes. We expect you to support our sponsors. We expect you to support your team mates. Your full support of the team, on & off the field, is what makes our team strong. If you feel you can’t give us this support, then the Wolfpack is probably not the best place for you. If you can commit your support, welcome to the Pack! 

The 10 Commandments of Wolfpack Football

1. True Wolfpack competitors have a humble heart in victory, as well as defeat.

2. True Wolfpack competitors do their best, and remain gracious regardless of the outcome of the battle.

3. True Wolfpack competitors keep their emotions under control.

4. True Wolfpack competitors respect their opponents.

5. True Wolfpack competitors don’t cheat.

6. True Wolfpack competitors encourage the competition to do their best.

7. True Wolfpack competitors compete against themselves, not the competition.

8. True Wolfpack competitors compete out of joy, not fear.

9. True Wolfpack competitors let their play do the talking.

10.True Wolfpack competitors sacrifice for each other and the team.

"I firmly believe that any man's finest hour - his greatest fulfilment to all he holds dear - is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle - victorious" -Vince Lombardi

"Individual commitment to a group effort-that is what makes a team work, a company work, a society work, a civilization work." "Teams do not go physically flat, they go mentally stale." "Teamwork is what the Green Bay Packers were all about. They didn't do it for individual glory. They did it because they loved one another…" "People who work together will win, whether it be against complex football defenses, or the problems of modern society." "The achievements of an organization are the results of the combined effort of each individual." -Vince Lombardi

"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat." - Theodore Roosevelt

"The quality of a person's life is in direct proportion to their commitment to excellence, regardless of their chosen field of endeavor." "Once a man has made a commitment to a way of life, he puts the greatest strength in the world behind him. It's something we call heart power. Once a man has made this commitment, nothing will stop him short of success." "Unless a man believes in himself and makes a total commitment to his career and puts everything he has into it-his mind, his body, his heart-what's life worth to him." -Vince Lombardi

The Race
The Race

Whenever I start to hang my head in front of failure’s face, my downward fall is broken by the memory of a race. A children’s race, young boys, young men; how I remember well, excitement sure, but also fear, it wasn’t hard to tell.

They all lined up so full of hope, each thought to win that race or tie for first, or if not that, at least take second place. Their parents watched from off the side, each cheering for their son, and each boy hoped to show his folks that he would be the one.

The whistle blew and off they flew, like chariots of fire, to win, to be the hero there, was each young boy’s desire. One boy in particular, whose dad was in the crowd, was running in the lead and thought “My dad will be so proud.”

But as he speeded down the field and crossed a shallow dip, the little boy who thought he’d win, lost his step and slipped. Trying hard to catch himself, his arms flew everyplace, and midst the laughter of the crowd he fell flat on his face.

As he fell, his hope fell too; he couldn’t win it now. Humiliated, he just wished to disappear somehow. But as he fell his dad stood up and showed his anxious face, which to the boy so clearly said, “Get up and win that race!”

He quickly rose, no damage done, behind a bit that’s all, and ran with all his mind and might to make up for his fall. So anxious to restore himself, to catch up and to win, his mind went faster than his legs. He slipped and fell again.

He wished that he had quit before with only one disgrace. “I’m hopeless as a runner now, I shouldn’t try to race.” But through the laughing crowd he searched and found his father’s face with a steady look that said again, “Get up and win that race!”

So he jumped up to try again, ten yards behind the last. “If I’m to gain those yards,” he thought, “I’ve got to run real fast!” Exceeding everything he had, he regained eight, then ten... but trying hard to catch the lead, he slipped and fell again.

Defeat! He lay there silently. A tear dropped from his eye. “There’s no sense running anymore! Three strikes I’m out! Why try? I’ve lost, so what’s the use?” he thought. “I’ll live with my disgrace.” But then he thought about his dad, who soon he’d have to face.

“Get up,” an echo sounded low, “you haven’t lost at all, for all you have to do to win is rise each time you fall. Get up!” the echo urged him on, “Get up and take your place! You were not meant for failure here! Get up and win that race!”

So, up he rose to run once more, refusing to forfeit, and he resolved that win or lose, at least he wouldn’t quit. So far behind the others now, the most he’d ever been, still he gave it all he had and ran like he could win.

Three times he’d fallen stumbling, three times he rose again. Too far behind to hope to win, he still ran to the end. They cheered another boy who crossed the line and won first place, head high and proud and happy -- no falling, no disgrace.

But, when the fallen youngster crossed the line, in last place, the crowd gave him a greater cheer for finishing the race. And even though he came in last with head bowed low, unproud, you would have thought he’d won the race, to listen to the crowd.

And to his dad he sadly said, “I didn’t do so well.” “To me, you won,” his father said. “You rose each time you fell.” And now when things seem dark and bleak and difficult to face, the memory of that little boy helps me in my own race.

For all of life is like that race, with ups and downs and all. And all you have to do to win is rise each time you fall. And when depression and despair shout loudly in my face, another voice within me says, “Get up and win that race!”