JT doesn’t usually spill out a lot of poetry…. but this one by Edgar Guest came to mind the other day while reading comments on social media from arm chair quarterbacks on solving NSU”s football woes.
I watched them tearing a building down, A gang of men in a busy town. With a ho-heaveho and lusty yell, They swung a beam and a sidewall fell. I asked the foreman, Are these men skilled, the men you’d…