Flock Talk!: Poised, Confident, Triumphant

The '61 Yankees? Some would say there were similarities. The Bulls of the 1990's? Perhaps when it came to coaching. Gretzky's Oilers? Maybe that was pushing it.

But We Did It! Our sports teams - our young Falcons - thrashed about as mammoth predators this season. With our talons pointed toward a beak-smacking feast - The Championship - we tore up every net in our way. We cut our vicious teeth on opponents like starving vultures without restraint. When we were done, we gave our vanquished foes a birds-eye view of what nothingness looked like. By the end, we grasped in our stealthy clutches the desires of each rival, and swept their spent husks to the dustbin of the past. Each flock won a bye in the tournament!

But as all majestic creatures must sometimes face from time to time, devastatingly, we were cut down. Icarus-like, our boys' heroic season evaporated just before the tourney, and our Falconitas fell to less-regal opponents in the first of two rounds. Our students showed Vail grace and courage, had their glimpse at immortality, and we are proud of them. Our coaches - Ashby and Weitzner - deserve 1000 thanks.

Soon, we will hatch anew. We shall sharpen our claws while we wait. We will once again swoop the sky, and grasp at streams of victory in coming days. Still perched high above the rest, we can hardly wait.