Legends of the Fall...

Legends of the Fall

I believe in the tight five,
That unstoppable force that guides us forward
The power that binds those men together
Always pushing as hard as they can
towards an unreachable goal

I believe in the back row
Those souls torn between the power and the glory
Those creatures that hunt in packs,
but often punish and bleed alone
Those magnificent bastards that come out of no where
to teach an uninitiated back why people say “heads up”

I believe in the half backs
The ones that are charged with doling out the riches,
Won by the forwards, and given to the backs
to turn them into good fortunes.
The generals who launch there charges into the fray,
Or play the tactical role until the tides have turned.

I believe in the centers
That dangerous tandem that are assigned to
Furiously breach the gap –
Through slight of hand or speed of foot, or sheer determination
Then act as a wall, so that no man shall pass
Or have the will to after they’ve met.

I believe in the back three
The danger men, the speed merchants,
single minded in their madness for the white line
But also act as the last line of defense
The only thing that stands between glory and humiliation
They know no fear – they aren’t allowed

I believe in our coach,
The one who shows us the way -
Who is charged with the responsibility to show us the possibilities
Warn us of the hardships and the sacrifice that it will take
who does his battle vicariously, never truly knowing
the taste of blood – but still he marshals us on.

I believe in the Loyalists, this band of brothers
Bound together in blood, sweat and dedication
Where the whole is greater than the sum of its parts,
Where believing in each other is the only thing
standing between what we are
and what we can ultimately be, Truly…………
Legends of the fall.