The charge of the Light Brigade!

[FRE3]

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and s ,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and s ,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of ,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade ?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

[FRE3]

"Our guys have fought and won us many battles, in the face of great odds and even when everyone has forgotten about us". If this will be their last battle then i will stand at their back and support them all the way! They have given us more and now is the time that we are most needed. They will still be fighting for us in game 7 and they will try to fight to have a chance to give us another shot at glory... I believe that in the face of defeat they will fight valiantly with resolve and hope that even a slight glimmer of hope a lucky bounce of the ball can be in their favor...

[texmich]

I kno right

[limlsy]

Charge of the Light Brigade...

You do know they basically all died with little to show for right?

[FRE3]

Yes! but they fought with courage in the face of defeat... they did not go down without fighting!

[texmich]

Yes! but they fought with courage in the face of defeat... they did not go down without fighting!

man we aint goin down in defeat, gtfoh

[Slomo]

Charge of the Light Brigade...

You do know they basically all died with little to show for right?

I always thought the the Charge of the light brigade was the worst motivational tool out there.

[BillMc]

Patton said it best: "No bas ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bas die for his."

Here's hoping that other poor dumb bas is Shane Battier.

[exstatic]

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and s ,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and s ,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of ,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade ?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

They all died. You couldn't have come up with a more positive example?