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"The Critic" by James Rasbeary

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From a lofty seat scornful laughter falls
As, safe and sound, the angry critic calls
To the man below, to say what he could do
If he just knew what the wise critic knew.
Criticism is all the critic’s work -
One from which he does not fail nor shirk;
‘Tis easy for him to give good advice,
And it is not hard to be so precise,
Or make the call once the play has been run,
Or, after, to say what one should’ve done.
*
While down below on the arena floor
Strives a man, though dirty, battered and sore;
Who wears a mask of dust, and sweat and blood,
And with weary step, struggles through the mud;
Whose whole body, mind and soul have been trained,
And in whose heart and will has been ingrained -
Through losses and the hard lessons thus learned -
That victory is not given, but earned,
Not by the critic on his lofty seat,
But by those who in the arena compete.
*
The man in the arena knows the cost
That is required in each win or loss;
He knows the long hours that are required
To reach the goal that is so much desired.
The contender knows he may win the crown -
No matter if the critic smile or frown -
And if he strives and falls short of his goal,
He still has abiding deep in his soul
The knowledge that he is not of that class,
Who criticize what they cannot surpass.
He scorns the critic in his lofty seat,
Who never tasted triumph or defeat.
 

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Sounds like Teddy Roosevelt. None of that crap applies to message boards. Most people working are too preoccupied to see their non-effective methods. That's why we are here. To make them better and puff up our internet street cred.
 
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From a lofty seat scornful laughter falls
As, safe and sound, the angry critic calls
To the man below, to say what he could do
If he just knew what the wise critic knew.
Criticism is all the critic’s work -
One from which he does not fail nor shirk;
‘Tis easy for him to give good advice,
And it is not hard to be so precise,
Or make the call once the play has been run,
Or, after, to say what one should’ve done.
*
While down below on the arena floor
Strives a man, though dirty, battered and sore;
Who wears a mask of dust, and sweat and blood,
And with weary step, struggles through the mud;
Whose whole body, mind and soul have been trained,
And in whose heart and will has been ingrained -
Through losses and the hard lessons thus learned -
That victory is not given, but earned,
Not by the critic on his lofty seat,
But by those who in the arena compete.
*
The man in the arena knows the cost
That is required in each win or loss;
He knows the long hours that are required
To reach the goal that is so much desired.
The contender knows he may win the crown -
No matter if the critic smile or frown -
And if he strives and falls short of his goal,
He still has abiding deep in his soul
The knowledge that he is not of that class,
Who criticize what they cannot surpass.
He scorns the critic in his lofty seat,
Who never tasted triumph or defeat.

OMG I've seen it all now.
 

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Dear Genius:

Is this in reference to the 100,000,000 people who have spent the last 24 hours pointing out:

A: New England not calling time out was moronic
B: Seattle throwing the ball may be the single dumbest decision in the history of mankind

Or is it about something else?

Hey let's complain about how people ruin the board and then start threads picking fights! Good stuff.
 
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Dear Genius:

Is this in reference to the 100,000,000 people who have spent the last 24 hours pointing out:

A: New England not calling time out was moronic
B: Seattle throwing the ball may be the single dumbest decision in the history of mankind

Or is it about something else?

Hey let's complain about how people ruin the board and then start threads picking fights! Good stuff.

In fairness it looks like he abandoned his idiotic defense of Carroll by simply not posting to my responses anymore.

Belichick and Carroll had a good old fashioned dumb off at the end of the game. Carroll won the battle.
 

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In fairness it looks like he abandoned his idiotic defense of Carroll by simply not posting to my responses anymore.

Belichick and Carroll had a good old fashioned dumb off at the end of the game. Carroll won the battle.

But you are qualified to understand! How dare you pass judgement!
 
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Or is it about something else?

.

This was not about the Super Bowl. It's about the stone throwing toward the program. The correct "people" have flushed themselves out.
 
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but you know what, you turds win. I'm done with this place. This is my last post, I surrender.
 

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This was not about the Super Bowl. It's about the stone throwing toward the program. The correct "people" have flushed themselves out.

So if you aren't an FBS coach you can't be critical. Why doesn't it work for the Super Bowl? If you've never coached in one how can one comment on the end of the game?
 
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From a lofty seat scornful laughter falls
As, safe and sound, the angry critic calls
To the man below, to say what he could do
If he just knew what the wise critic knew.
Criticism is all the critic’s work -
One from which he does not fail nor shirk;
‘Tis easy for him to give good advice,
And it is not hard to be so precise,
Or make the call once the play has been run,
Or, after, to say what one should’ve done.
*
While down below on the arena floor
Strives a man, though dirty, battered and sore;
Who wears a mask of dust, and sweat and blood,
And with weary step, struggles through the mud;
Whose whole body, mind and soul have been trained,
And in whose heart and will has been ingrained -
Through losses and the hard lessons thus learned -
That victory is not given, but earned,
Not by the critic on his lofty seat,
But by those who in the arena compete.
*
The man in the arena knows the cost
That is required in each win or loss;
He knows the long hours that are required
To reach the goal that is so much desired.
The contender knows he may win the crown -
No matter if the critic smile or frown -
And if he strives and falls short of his goal,
He still has abiding deep in his soul
The knowledge that he is not of that class,
Who criticize what they cannot surpass.
He scorns the critic in his lofty seat,
Who never tasted triumph or defeat.

Nice, here's another:
The Indispensable Man
(by Saxon White Kessinger)
Sometime when you're feeling important;
Sometime when your ego 's in bloom;
Sometime when you take it for granted,
You're the best qualified in the room:
Sometime when you feel that your going,
Would leave an unfillable hole,
Just follow these simple instructions,
And see how they humble your soul.
Take a bucket and fill it with water,
Put your hand in it up to the wrist,
Pull it out and the hole that's remaining,
Is a measure of how much you'll be missed.
You can splash all you wish when you enter,
You may stir up the water galore,
But stop, and you'll find that in no time,
It looks quite the same as before.
The moral of this quaint example,
Is to do just the best that you can,
Be proud of yourself but remember,
There's no indispensable man.
 
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