Written by Colonel Jenna of Southwind. Originally published in the Online Bird of Prey, Volume 6, 4th Quarter, 2002.
The following is a large excerpt from a post Colonel Jenna made to the Calonet dated 2/9/02,
Last night, as Mike Eruzzoni held aloft the Olympic Torch, he re-created a most precious moment when he gestured for his teammates to join him. They gathered around him as they had 22 years ago when he insisted that the entire team join him on a medal podium that was literally not designed to hold more than four people. They managed to all fit on there ***BY HOLDING TIGHT TO EACH OTHER***. (Last night, 22 years and some pounds later, that pile of hockey players took up significantly more space…..) I realized just a little while ago, that was the first time I ever saw the Ancient and Honorable Ritual of the Dog-Pile.
O Fyrdmen, who hold tight to each other with your hearts if not your hands, as this guess from a non-Fyrdman and non-Olympian right? I think, and I believe, that the vertical dog-pile on the medal platform at Lake Placid was like the horizontal dog-pile of a Fyrding. It seems to me, that it is a celebration of Us, of We few, we happy few, we Band of Brothers. A physical gesture of closeness, of insisting that the Team be together for the good times as they have been together for the bad.
I may be wrong. But I sense that I am not.
After all, as the man asked, I believe in miracles.