Tim, a “like” from me would not do justice to your clear and heartfelt sad rehearsal of a fine sporting life soon to be lost. It’s painful to read your words, “ I think I shall retire from the field…”. Your countryman's words, though written about looming death in the context of the vibrancy of life, come to mind and actually seem, in a way, appropriate to what your and your mates are facing just ahead: “Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
This might seem an expected word from a “rebellious colonial” but from this side of the pond it would seem that while you may not be able to change the course you can refuse to “go gentle.”
(And in so doing you might find you actually do change what seems inevitable.)
Last edited by FallCreekFan; 07/25/25 09:29 PM.
