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    http://www.philly.com/philly/sports/...?nlid=10749223

    Ryan needs to just give it up. He has made many a buck. He has made many a contact during his career. I would think he could walk away before making himself look desperate and still find something to do.
    Wait until next year is a terrible philosophy
    Hope is not a strategy
    RIP

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    Originally posted by NoDakIggle View Post
    http://www.philly.com/philly/sports/...?nlid=10749223

    Ryan needs to just give it up. He has made many a buck. He has made many a contact during his career. I would think he could walk away before making himself look desperate and still find something to do.
    It's sad when a former marquee just can't let it go. When I see a guy like Howard who was once cheered wildly in his early and mid career and is now hanging on rather pathetically, it always puts me in mind of Housman's poem 'To an Athlete Dying Young'...especially the middle stanzas.



    To an Athlete Dying Young By A. E. Housman


    The time you won your town the race

    We chaired you through the market-place;

    Man and boy stood cheering by,

    And home we brought you shoulder-high.


    Today, the road all runners come,

    Shoulder-high we bring you home,

    And set you at your threshold down,

    Townsman of a stiller town.


    Smart lad, to slip betimes away

    From fields where glory does not stay,

    And early though the laurel grows

    It withers quicker than the rose.


    Eyes the shady night has shut

    Cannot see the record cut,

    And silence sounds no worse than cheers

    After earth has stopped the ears.


    Now you will not swell the rout

    Of lads that wore their honours out,

    Runners whom renown outran

    And the name died before the man.


    So set, before its echoes fade,

    The fleet foot on the sill of shade,

    And hold to the low lintel up

    The still-defended challenge-cup.


    And round that early-laurelled head

    Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,

    And find unwithered on its curls

    The garland briefer than a girl’s.

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