What happens next? Bush leaves the White House

So the score is 54 to 78. Team red white & azure are down and the clock is ticking. The panicking players are sweaty, tired and feeling hopeless. Their fearless coach sits on the bench, legs crossed, slouching back giving off a cavalier demeanor.

The point guard looks over to the sideline for direction, but the coach barely shrugs as he looks back with a half-witted grin. Suddenly the guard calls a time out. 

"Coach, this is the last quarter, what do you want us to do?"

"Well, uhh. Score some points damnit!"

The players looked puzzled, for the answer was obvious, but what about the strategy.

"Okay, but what do want us to do? Press, full court press, man to man, zone, ISO?"

"C'mon why are you throwing all this terminology out there, just win the game. Shoot the ball, and keep shooting and keep shooting! Now get on out there and win, I made a lot of promises (and bets) on this game. I REASSURED everyone we would win this game!!"

The team returned to the floor. Playing as if they were 5 individuals trying to win them game versus a collective unit with strategy. The shot, and missed. Shot & missed. Shot & missed. They looked over to their coach, who remained poised and confident that they were going to win.

Time started to run out and the score was not nearly enough to win the game. 

As expected. The team lost. Yet the coach walked so cocky. 

The team hung its head and walked slowly off the court. One of the players muttered,

"I hate having Bush as our coach."