Pamwe chete

Is there any greater joy than going into battle with 16 good men?  Odds are against you, men are playing out of position, hurt, tired, short on water, no rest . . but no-one would even think of quitting.  These are truly men of men, the reason I play rugby and it was a privilege to take the field with them this weekend.

Ken's words are too kind.  14 good men gave support and assisted in every try . . many capped or preceded by a 290lb freight train in the form of KJ himself. A well deserved red jacket for pounding flesh at full pace for over 2 1/2 hours. As far as I am concerned you cannot pay enough to enjoy that kind of pain.  (Damn! I still cant believe we are losing him to ND for 6 mos . .) I know I have worn this out, but King Henry V said it best on St. Crispin's day before the battle of Agincourt . . words which you should all know by heart:

 

Whoever does not have the stomach for this fight, let him depart. Give him money to speed his departure since we do not wish to die in this man's company.  Whoever lives past today and comes home safely will rouse himself every year on this day, show his neighbor his scars and tell him embellished stories of all their great feats of battle.  These stories he will teach his son, and from this day until the end of the world, we shall be remembered. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For whoever has shed his blood with me shall be my brother. And those men afraid to go will think themselves lesser men as they hear how we fought and died together.

 

It is a great honor to be associated with West Potomac Rugby and I am grateful to all of you.  Now please make yourselves available to come and fix my fence at the upcoming "Kruger-Fence-Repair-Day party" . . date to be announced!

 

Pamwe chete! (Together always/only) - Murray