The men in the background, those are the real elite forwards. The true all-stars and MVPs.
One day isn't enough, but thank you.
Now, other than to rabidly support the home team, I don't ask you for much. Except for this: when you see a poppy on the ground, for the love of God, pick it up.
UPDATE: A message from my boy 40, sent earlier this afternoon:
"Walking back from lunch and thought about your inspirational words. Picked up three poppies."
Thanks, Forty. Don't you ever change.