Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. This is JS Santiago. Mayday, Mayday. We are at 40 degrees, 5 minutes North, 75 degrees, 11 minutes West. This is the Brother’s Boat. May Day! May Day!
Roger, I understand the vessel name is Brother’s Boat. Vessel Brother’s Boat, Vessel Brother’s Boat, This is the United State Coast Guard, Cape May, New Jersey, communication station number 137 over!
Yes Coast Guard, we are the Brother’s Boat, go head.
Vessel Brother’s Boat, this is Coast Guard, Cape May, Request to note, if you are in need of assistance, over?
There is a hole in the hull, she is certainly seaworthy but not battle tested! Sierra Juliet Papa is infiltrating yet again! Send reinforcements immediately! Do you copy?
Vessel Brother’s Boat, This is Coast Guard, Cape May. Roger. We understand you may be going down? Request for number of passengers on board!
Potential mutiny is brewing! Explorers are bailing overboard! We are unable to fend off the onslaught! The invasion is relentless! Pan Pan! Pan Pan!
Suddenly the radio dies and the AIS pops up on the Coast Guard comm screen
The virgin sojourn in 2009 to icy and snowy Chocolate Town was sweet. The Rhyme of the Ancient Explorer was not heeded. The 2009-2012 records stand at 14-1, 13-2, 12-2, 12-2 including the 2009 state title. Hubris is the fatal flaw. The albatross was shot, hung on JS Santiago, while the tides turned…parting the sea for the New Admiral and his maiden voyage in 2010. The booty and treasure has been taken, including 3 of the last 4 PCL and State hubcaps. The New Admiral will soon embark to warmer seas, but what is the plan for your new odyssey? BG Manilo left and has even returned to the harbor to help with repairs. The new Admiral and his Pirates on Girard have overwhelmed the venerable, experienced JS Santiago since 2010 (including 1-7 in the last 8 games). The arrogance of the secret handshake is not enough anymore. “The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails." You have no rudder, where is the compass? You have enraged Poseidon and he has stabbed you with his mighty Trident. The blood in the water has also drawn other cunning barracudas to nibble away at the school of prize marlins, leaving a carcass to swim upstream in battle. Pirates and other Captains have arrived in your port to recruit your pipeline and you are absent. Have the coffers dried up and that is why the original commander departed? The heavy petting at Audobon Starbucks pales in comparison to the seafood tower at the Capital Grille. Just ask the Ignatius scholar. You are getting outflanked in the BBDTMG triangle (Blue Bell, Doylestown and Maple Glen). You are taking the path of least resistance to enlist productive and proven mercenaries for two years off another ship instead of training newbies. You have gotten other sailors to jump ship and join your voyage. You have stolen other fisherman’s crab traps. When the newbies arrive and they see how the rations are doled out to the transfers, they head for the rugby pitch. The transplant VP of marketing will send his full pay boy there to wear the sweatshirt and tell his whole office what a powerhouse you are. Imagine your coordinates without the transfers? Stick around to find out…. Ain’t no fun when the rabbit’s got the gun!
The gods would like to summarize the situation:
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Roger, I understand the vessel name is Brother’s Boat. Vessel Brother’s Boat, Vessel Brother’s Boat, This is the United State Coast Guard, Cape May, New Jersey, communication station number 137 over!
Yes Coast Guard, we are the Brother’s Boat, go head.
Vessel Brother’s Boat, this is Coast Guard, Cape May, Request to note, if you are in need of assistance, over?
There is a hole in the hull, she is certainly seaworthy but not battle tested! Sierra Juliet Papa is infiltrating yet again! Send reinforcements immediately! Do you copy?
Vessel Brother’s Boat, This is Coast Guard, Cape May. Roger. We understand you may be going down? Request for number of passengers on board!
Potential mutiny is brewing! Explorers are bailing overboard! We are unable to fend off the onslaught! The invasion is relentless! Pan Pan! Pan Pan!
Suddenly the radio dies and the AIS pops up on the Coast Guard comm screen
The virgin sojourn in 2009 to icy and snowy Chocolate Town was sweet. The Rhyme of the Ancient Explorer was not heeded. The 2009-2012 records stand at 14-1, 13-2, 12-2, 12-2 including the 2009 state title. Hubris is the fatal flaw. The albatross was shot, hung on JS Santiago, while the tides turned…parting the sea for the New Admiral and his maiden voyage in 2010. The booty and treasure has been taken, including 3 of the last 4 PCL and State hubcaps. The New Admiral will soon embark to warmer seas, but what is the plan for your new odyssey? BG Manilo left and has even returned to the harbor to help with repairs. The new Admiral and his Pirates on Girard have overwhelmed the venerable, experienced JS Santiago since 2010 (including 1-7 in the last 8 games). The arrogance of the secret handshake is not enough anymore. “The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails." You have no rudder, where is the compass? You have enraged Poseidon and he has stabbed you with his mighty Trident. The blood in the water has also drawn other cunning barracudas to nibble away at the school of prize marlins, leaving a carcass to swim upstream in battle. Pirates and other Captains have arrived in your port to recruit your pipeline and you are absent. Have the coffers dried up and that is why the original commander departed? The heavy petting at Audobon Starbucks pales in comparison to the seafood tower at the Capital Grille. Just ask the Ignatius scholar. You are getting outflanked in the BBDTMG triangle (Blue Bell, Doylestown and Maple Glen). You are taking the path of least resistance to enlist productive and proven mercenaries for two years off another ship instead of training newbies. You have gotten other sailors to jump ship and join your voyage. You have stolen other fisherman’s crab traps. When the newbies arrive and they see how the rations are doled out to the transfers, they head for the rugby pitch. The transplant VP of marketing will send his full pay boy there to wear the sweatshirt and tell his whole office what a powerhouse you are. Imagine your coordinates without the transfers? Stick around to find out…. Ain’t no fun when the rabbit’s got the gun!
The gods would like to summarize the situation:
- The “Brotherhood” should be commended for the 2009 hub cap. The kids who won the championship were largely CYO feeder products. Lacrosse players played DB and WR. Humble and hungry were those boys.
- Complacency and arrogance immediately clouded your judgement by closing the Treasure trove. The brothers expanded their mission, which included an offensive and defensive backfield. All they wanted to do is win a state championship. Alumni donors were giving money that was specifically targeted for football players. Huge backlash occurred when the alumni found their money was being spent on kids who weren’t self-proclaimed men of brotherhood. Those kids completely displaced Doc’s dudes and the Handmaiden’s boys and the pushback became “why are we all in on football when we can win championships across the board if we spread out the money”.
- At the same time from 2010, tuition increased to $24k from $17k and alternate safe harbors were visible on the horizon. Meanwhile, the New Admiral captured the Georgia marlin that escaped your net. It was indeed an inflection point as DG had the prize fish on his rod, signed, sealed, and delivered to Cheltenham Avenue.
- Your navigation systems need updating. The results bear this out below. You lost to the District 1 champs (first time), and the InterAc champs, AND barely got by the nations oldest Catholic school by a fluke field goal, thanks to a phantom call. You may think the future is bright, but we the football gods, know better. “Red sky at morning, sailors take warning”. Take a look at the Frosh and JV scores over the last few years. For instance, this past season JV and Frosh lost a combined 74-16 to Sierra Juliet Papa while Varsity was doubled up in two games 98-49. This has been ignored by the Faithful. We missed that in the Explorer Football History logbook. Interesting omission. The stores are rotten in the galley with coddled suburban kids thinking they are great because they wear the uniform and after four years have accomplished nothing but a sense of entitlement. The gap is widening, you are not even in the same body of water. The Explorers are in the crow nest and have spotted the other lighthouses. The scales of Divine Justice always balance—if not here, then hereafter.
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