Update on my sister. She is at the hospital now and it's not looking good. A blood test came back and a number was "critically high" in their words.
We are waiting to learn more. Please pray for her. Her name is Heather. 🙏💔
@Softykjr Ownership matters most. Doesn’t matter if there is good culture and leadership in the clubhouse, if the owner is a utter cheapskate, he won’t spend the money to get the players needed to contend for a World Series title.
Until Stanton sells the team, nothing will change!!
"Where's the tens of thousands of Minnesota families that had these kids with autism that now weren't getting their treatment for? Oh wait, they didn't exist.
They were just grifting the system."
BREAKING NEWS!
Seattle is trending nationally. From @waDCYF daycare fraud to crazed @MayorofSeattle crime wave.
How embarrassing. What a shame.
@AGOWA and @GovBobFerguson place the E on the end of SHAM.
Thanks @lfs6b
Sam Darnold throwing to warm up for his first practice since his injury in Week 1. His status for this week is undecided. Mike Macdonald has said they will make that determination in the coming days after seeing how he responds to the work.
On this exact day in 1780, three ordinary militiamen stopped a stranger on a road, searched him, found treason hidden in his boot, turned down a small fortune to let him walk, and in doing so saved West Point and possibly the whole Revolution. Their names were John Paulding, Isaac Van Wart, and David Williams, and almost no one remembers them.
They were not famous soldiers. They were young New York farmers, part of the informal patrols that watched the dangerous no-man's-land north of British-occupied New York City, a lawless strip crawling with raiders and spies from both sides. On the morning of September 23, near Tarrytown, they stopped a well-dressed rider who called himself John Anderson.
Here is where luck and character collided. The rider, seeing rough men in mixed clothing, guessed wrong and assumed they were Loyalists like himself, and he let slip that he was a British officer. The instant he realized his mistake, he tried to backtrack, but it was too late. The three militiamen were suspicious now, and they decided to search him. They made him strip, and inside his stockings, tucked into his boot, David Williams found folded papers, detailed plans of the American fortress at West Point, its defenses, its garrison, its weaknesses.
They had no idea, in that moment, that the man was Major John André, head of British intelligence, or that the papers had been handed to him by Benedict Arnold himself in a treason plot to sell West Point to the enemy. But they knew they had caught something enormous.
And then came the test that made them heroes. André, desperate, tried to buy his freedom. He offered them his fine horse, his watch, and money, and by the account given at his trial, a bribe of a thousand guineas in gold, an almost unimaginable sum for three farmers of modest means, enough to change their lives forever. All they had to do was let him ride away.
They said no. Three poor young men, offered a fortune to look the other way, refused it, and instead marched their prisoner to the nearest American officer. That single act of plain honesty unraveled the entire conspiracy. The papers exposed the plot to betray West Point. Arnold barely escaped to a British ship. André was tried and hanged. And the fortress that guarded the Hudson, the linchpin of the American position, was saved.
The young nation understood what it owed them. Congress voted the three men the very first military decoration in American history, a silver medal called the Fidelity Medallion, its reverse inscribed with a Latin motto meaning "the love of country conquers." Each also received a lifetime pension and a farm. George Washington himself presented them their medals.
Remember Paulding, Van Wart, and Williams. Not generals, not statesmen, just three farmers on patrol who happened to stop the right man on the right morning, and who then proved that they could not be bought at any price. The Revolution was saved that day not by a brilliant plan or a famous hero, but by ordinary men who were simply, stubbornly honest when a fortune said they should not be.
@JackBrasfield1@BBGreatMoments Yes Brett hit for both average (.390 avg 1980 season) and power (over 300 HRs), cleanup hitter. Rose was pretty much a singles/doubles type top of order table setter hitter with 160 HRs)
For the record anyone that's pissed that President Trump is coming to the UT/Texas game Saturday and wants to give up their tickets. I'll gladly take them