Some Internet archaeologist on the r/sports sub-Reddit just unearthed this rare little treasure, from Bill Belichick’s senior yearbook at Annapolis High School. And if you’re wondering what future greatness looks like in its 18th year or what inspires it to glory, then look no further.
Of course I’m stating the obvious when I say a quote from 17th century British poet Abraham Cowley wouldn’t be my first choice for The Young Hooded One.
I would’ve preferred some Sun Tzu perhaps.
“Every battle is won before it is fought,” or
“Invincibility lies in the defense; the possibility of victory in the attack.”
Maybe some classic Genghis Khan:
“The Greatest Happiness is to scatter your enemy and drive him before you. To see his cities reduced to ashes. To see those who love him shrouded and in tears. And to gather to your bosom his wives and daughters,” or
“I am the punishment of God. If you had not committed great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me upon you.”
Or maybe something of his own like a promise that he’s going to take over the football world and rule his kingdom from a throne made out of the skulls of the men who oppose him. You know, something worthy of the future greatest strategist and most ruthless conqueror of his lifetime.
But Cowley is fine too. I especially like the part where he improved on Cowley’s original by changing “sun” to “son.” Sure, you could chalk that up to a typo. But there’s something much more poetic about his yet-unborn male child shining beams or hiding behind clouds than just the stupid center of the solar system. Regardless, that photo alone was enough to make him the BMOC of Annapolis High. The poetry was probably just the thing he needed to seal the deal and drop the panties of every virgin in the school. High school legend. Future great. Man of letters. Even in 1970, it was No Days Off for Bill Belichick.