The Band of Brothers Takes to the Gridiron

peterd Exalted One Posts: 9,025	The Band of Brothers Takes to the Gridiron Dec 10, 2011 8:18:13 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by peterd on Dec 10, 2011 8:18:13 GMT -8 As they prepare for war, cadets and midshipmen mark the 112th year of the Army-Navy football tradition.. online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052970204190704577024422593189892.html?mod=opinion_newsreel
	THE TRENCHES. It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives vaaliantly, who errs and comes up short again and again because there is no effort without error and shortcomings, who

101ABN Administrator "Be just, and fear not." Wm.Shakespeare Posts: 7,791	The Band of Brothers Takes to the Gridiron Dec 10, 2011 13:44:56 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by 101ABN on Dec 10, 2011 13:44:56 GMT -8 14-14 @ halftime. GO ARMY!
	These are the times that try men's souls." ~ Thomas Paine

101ABN Administrator "Be just, and fear not." Wm.Shakespeare Posts: 7,791	The Band of Brothers Takes to the Gridiron Dec 10, 2011 16:51:48 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by 101ABN on Dec 10, 2011 16:51:48 GMT -8 Final 27-21 Navy. Congrats to the Middies on 10 in a row. (Bastards!)
	These are the times that try men's souls." ~ Thomas Paine

peterd Exalted One Posts: 9,025	The Band of Brothers Takes to the Gridiron Dec 11, 2011 11:26:00 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by peterd on Dec 11, 2011 11:26:00 GMT -8 There always is a next year.
	THE TRENCHES. It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives vaaliantly, who errs and comes up short again and again because there is no effort without error and shortcomings, who