The best and the brightest.
I found this shot buried in the depths of my external hard drive. I think it’s pretty funny. Many of you may have seen the fabled Army-Navy football game. Some of you may have even attended said game. Before the game, all the Army Cadets and Navy Midshipmen march onto the field. Separately of course. Army wouldn’t want to soil their impeccable marching abilities with the vile lack of marching abilities annually demonstrated by Navy. In standard Army fashion, however, before every Army-Navy game, the West Point cadets are forced to show up ridiculously early. Like, 4 to 5 hours before the march-on and therefore 5 to 6 hours before the game. Which, my mathematically challenged readers, is generally 6 or 7 AM. Not too early, but when you consider that everyone there that early is recovering from a night replete with compensatory drinking and partying, the pain is damn near palpable. So what happens? Exhausted and hung-over cadets, waiting in a parking lot hours earlier than necessary, curl up in snake-pit like balls of grey to catch up on much needed sleep before marching into a stadium to freeze and watch their alma mater get destroyed by Navy.
There’s always next year.
