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Hewitt's Last Stand - UNC Open Thread

From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we swarm of Jackets;
For he to-day that pours his sweat with me
Shall be my teammate; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in Atlanta now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That played with us upon the day after Presidents' day.