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The Thanksgiving for America Barcelona, April 1493 Twas night upon the Derro The risen moon above the silvery tower Of Comares shone The silver sun of night And poured its lustrous splendors Through the halls of the Alhambra The air was breathless Yet filled with ceaseless songs of nightingales And odors sweet of falling orange blooms The misty lamps were burning odorous oil And uncurtained balconies were full of life And laugh and song and airy castanets And gay guitars Afar Sierras rose Domes towers and pinnacles Over royal hearts Whose crowns were gemmed with stars The general leaf The summer palace of old Moorish kings And vanished years Stood sentinel afar A pile of shade as brighter grew the moon In purling fountain sprays And shimmering On seas of citron orchards cool and green And terraces embowered with vernal vines And breathing flowers In shadowy arcades Were loitering priests And here and there a water carrier passed with tinkling bells There came a peal of horns That woke Granada city of delights From its long moonlit reverie Again The suave lute ceased to play The castanet The water bearer stopped and ceased his song The wandering troubadour Then rent the air Another joyous peal Had opened the gates And entered there a train of cavaliers Their helmets glittering in the low red moon The streets and balconies All danced with wondering light The train moved on And filled the air again the horns melodious And loud the herald shouted Thy name O Fernando Through all earth shall be sounded Columbus has triumphed His foes are confounded A silence followed Could such tidings be Men heard and whispered Eyes glanced to eyes Feet uncertain moved Never on mortal ears had fallen words Like these And was the earth a star On marched the cavaliers And pealed again the horns And again cried the heralds Thy name Isabella Through all earth shall be sounded Columbus has triumphed His foes are confounded All hearts were thrilled Isabella That name breathed faith and hope And lofty aim Emotion swayed the crowds Tears flowed and acclamations rose And rushed The wondering multitudes toward the plaza Isabella Isabella It filled The air that one word Isabella And now tis noon of night The moon hangs near the earth A golden moon in golden air The peaks Like silver tents of shadowy sentinels Glint against the sky The plaza gleams and surges like a sea The joyful horns peal forth again And falls a hush and cry the heralds Thy name Isabella Shall be praised by all the living Haste haste to Barcelona And join the great thanksgiving What nights had seen Granada Yet never one like this The moon went down And fell the wings of shadow Yet the streets Still swarmed with people hurrying on and on Two Morn came with bursts of nightingales And quivering fires The cavaliers rode forth toward Barcelona The city followed throbbing with delight The happy troubadour The muleteer The craftsmen all The boy and girl And e'en the mother Twas a soft spring morn The fairest skies of earth Those April morns In Andalusia Long was the journey But the land was flowers And the nights were not And birds sang all the hours And breezes cool Fanned all the ways along the sea The roads were filled With hurrying multitudes For well twas known That he the conqueror Viceroy of the isles Was riding from Seville To meet the king And what were conquerors before to him whose eye Had seen the world a star, and found the star a world? Once he had walked the selfsame ways, roofless and poor and sad, A beggar at old convent doors, and heard The very children jeer him in the streets, And ate his crust, and made his roofless bed Upon the flowers beside his boy, and prayed, And found in trust a pillow radiant With dreams immortal; now— Three.

That was a glorious day that dawned on Barcelona; Banners filled the thronging towers, the old bells rung, And blasts of lordly trumpets seemed to reach the sky Cerulean.

All Spain had gathered there, and waited there his coming— Castilian knights, gay cavaliers, hidalgos young, And e'en the old, puissant grandees of far Arragon, With glittering mail and waving plumes, and all The pleasant multitude with bannerets And charms and flowers.

Beneath the pavilions Of brocades of gold the Court had met, The dual crowns of Leon old and proud Castile There waited him, the peasant mariner; The trumpets waited, near the open gates The minstrels young and fair, upon the tapestried And arrased walls; and everywhere From all the happy provinces The wandering troubadours.

A couple of quick shout-outs there.

The way in which Banners finished that game, finished with 30 disposals and...

Um, four inside fifties and the way he was visibly upset post game.

I'm thinking that, you know, is that because it's his last game and he's thinking over East or is he thinking, I don't know, but yeah, Yeah, it might be his last game

So Banfield, O'Meara, I'm sorry, Banfield, O'Meara, Jaron Carr, Leon Kickett, O'Driscoll, Ollie Murphy, Sam Sturt, and Switter we know has retired.

Obviously we're pretty sure that Sturdy won't get another contract because he's just, his body hasn't, you know, played footy.

Banners, like you said, it looks like it was his last game.

O'Meara has been offered a new contract, I believe, for a year.

I'm utterly disappointed and disgusted with myself.

So I'm going to launch straight in with Up the Banner.

Oh.

there it is yeah and i thought

We'll also do a bit more of this and a bit more of that.

We'll catch up with the Banner crew too.

David from the Banner crew will join us.

More of your texts and more of your calls.

1-double-3-882-RUSTY-CLEAN for Jamie Burnett.

I mean, what an electric atmosphere.

Just the emotion of the banner.

Is it banner dropping or banner? Banner revealed.

Banner revealed.

Pain or unveiling, there you go.

But just a really special night to be a Seahawk, man.

So in response, Fury reactivates the Avengers Initiative.

Despite orders from the World Security Council to proceed with phase two, whatever that is, Fury sends Natasha Romanoff to locate Bruce Banner, who's been living in India as a doctor.

I'm gonna pause there, because there's a lot in that sentence that I have questions about.

Sure, yes.

Nick Fury meets with Steve Rogers and informs him that Loki has stolen the Tesseract and requests his help recovering it and subduing Loki.

All three men accept the offer, though Rogers is reluctant to do anything involving the Tesseract after his experience in World War II.

And Banner is hesitant to assist, fearing that his alter ego, the Hulk, may cause mayhem.

I would have loved to have seen more of that conversation where Steve Rogers was just like,

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And now, live from the High Flyin' radio studios in Jacksonville, Florida, here's High Flyin' Jack O'Brien.

Good night.

night.Soldiers gather on empty grounds Banners, flags rise and fall Integrity pushes lower instinct Pass the truth There is no proof Sickness floods The profits of death Inflicted scars in my mind Twilight falls through hellish cracks Liars! Liars! Words were pushed by cowards Self-obsession greed Children neglect children And then nevermore Nevermore Entry to the kingdom of blood Where faith alone is the key Onward past the burdens of hope With mortality When nothing's set in motion Then fear alone is alive Treason is nothing but vengeance for fools In judgment full of life On and on with morality Hypocrisy forms this lie Look at that shoulder The flesh laid out bare Cowardice leaves them ever scared To wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war

Cowardice forced with anger With hope with blood with greed With tactics with oath Cowardice fills with anger With hope with blood with greed With tactics with oath Cowardice filled with anger With hope with blood with greed With tactics with oaths Cowardice forced with anger With hope with blood with greed With tactics with oaths Cowardice filled with anger With hope with blood with greed With tactics with oaths Cowardice forced with anger With hope with blood with greed With tactics with oaths To wage War Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Cowardice and prejudice Anger and dogma Political things Will one day take decades Purity liars Fools liars Fools self-serving Without a care For questions or matters Of reality Lies pain wars So wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war Wage war

That's the old news.

You can take it as read that we've travelled back to the present day for round three, which is called Banner in the Works.

Promoted from its usual round four slot, and requiring as little explanation as usual, it's a description of a country's national flag, taken from the archive of the recently defunct CIA World Factbook, because they no longer need facts.

And you just tell me the country each time.

So one point for 1991, two points for 1992 or one point for 1993 if that was your guess.

No points for anything else I'm afraid.

Round three was Banner in the Works.

First of all, I wanted to know what country's flag is light blue with a large white five-pointed star in the center.