Military flag football at crunch time...

The Air Force had the ball on our 7 yard line with the game clock pressing the gun. The proverbial 'time for one more play'. We M.P.s really hated losing since it would have just added to the normal crap that we daily enjoyed. The Fly Boys came up with a special play for just such a situation. They misdirected to the right and surprised us with a reverse to the left. So there we were... two pulling blockers leading the running back toward the corner against just two defenders-- just Big George and I remained to maintain the face of a whole company of Pigs. (Pride, Integrity, and Guts!) Big George, like many of this league's players, had played college football. He was 6'6", 240 lbs-- a former tight end for North Dakota State. (Little George was only 6'2', 210 lbs.)

It's funny how the mind works at times like these. I knew that Big George would occupy one blocker and that if I could hand fight the other blocker, I might get a shot at the runner's flag before he got into the end zone. As the crunchiest time of crunch time quickly approached, George forewent his drift toward the sideline and charged the offensive formation. His attack strategy not only took one blocker out of commission, but the whole play. I watched in awe as all three Air Force players lay sprawled on the field. Big George had used his 'nuclear option'.

During our post game celebration no one even noticed my wet britches!