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21. If my player, King Leonidas I, had a television show starring him, it would be called “Keeping Up With the Spartan”. It would be a reality TV series. The plot would revolve around King Leonidas living in modern day times, specifically modern day America. Follow the day to day life of King Leonidas as he navigates his way through this world completely foreign to him and slowly tries to make himself fit into this new society. King Leonidas will have to learn this foreign tongue, known as English, learn the mannerisms and culture of America, and learn how to live as a normal member of this society. However, that all goes astray when he finds himself playing football on a scholarship at Michigan State University. How did he get here? No one knows. Especially not himself. What sort of wacky adventures will King Leonidas get himself into? Tune in on Friday nights at 10pm to find out.
26. If King Leonidas wasn’t a player in the ISFL and DSFL, I think we all know exactly what he’d be doing as a career. He would be commanding an Army, of course. After history showed us what Leonidas did at the Hot Gates of Thermopylae, there’s not a country in existence that wouldn’t be foaming at the mouth to have Leonidas as the leader of their Army. Leonidas took 300 Spartans, a thousand Ephors, and a few thousand soldiers from allied City-States to Thermopylae to hold off tens of thousands of Persians from invading Greece. Any regular old Army would have folded immediately. But not Leonidas’ Army. They were able to hold Thermopylae for a week. If not for the treacherous Ephialtes teaching Xerxes the rear path of Thermopylae, the Spartans would have very well succeeded in their stand. I think it’s fair to say that if Leonidas wasn’t on the field playing football, he’d make a career continuing to be history’s greatest military leader.
11. The wind was blowing briskly through the air. Not a cloud to be seen throughout the sky. It was warm out. Definitely not too hot. It was as perfect a day as you could imagine. A perfect day to die.
The Spartan king makes one last pass throughout his ranks. He has sent thousands of men home to live on to fight another day. To tell the tale of what had transpired in this week of carnage and dismay. This week at the Hot Gates of Thermopylae. The soldiers that remained, around 300 Spartans and 700 Thespians, all sat, inspecting their armor and their weapons. Leonidas calls them to attention.
“Eat well, soldiers, for this night, we dine in Hades!”
War cries erupt throughout the ranks.
As the daylight comes and goes, night has finally set. Leonidas stood before his men, knowing that his last moments were coming soon. And yet, underneath his helm rested a large smile.
The Persians marched forward on both sides of the Greeks. They pressed their attack quickly. The Greeks stood their ground, however, and fought valiantly for hours until 999 Greeks lay dead. Only one remained. King Leonidas himself.
As Xerxes stood before him, he was giddy with excitement that Leonidas would kneel before him. However, the moment never came. Leonidas stood his ground, with his smile having never wavered.
Angry, Xerxes himself took hold of a spear. With one last angry bellow, he launches the spear at Leonidas. Leonidas looks up to Olympus, prepared to join his fellow fallen. However, something felt off.
Leonidas opened his eyes, to no longer be surrounded by thousands of men. No Xerxes in sight. What he saw before him was a field of grass. Weird lines had been painted throughout the field. What appeared as teenagers were in the grass throwing a weirdly shaped ball.
Then, what appeared to be a Spartan stood next to him. However, this was not a real person. It was some sort of imitation. “Sweet costume, man,” the weird Spartan thing said to him. “Want to play some football with us?”
Leonidas looks around and sees a sign. It reads “Home of the Michigan State Spartans”
26. If King Leonidas wasn’t a player in the ISFL and DSFL, I think we all know exactly what he’d be doing as a career. He would be commanding an Army, of course. After history showed us what Leonidas did at the Hot Gates of Thermopylae, there’s not a country in existence that wouldn’t be foaming at the mouth to have Leonidas as the leader of their Army. Leonidas took 300 Spartans, a thousand Ephors, and a few thousand soldiers from allied City-States to Thermopylae to hold off tens of thousands of Persians from invading Greece. Any regular old Army would have folded immediately. But not Leonidas’ Army. They were able to hold Thermopylae for a week. If not for the treacherous Ephialtes teaching Xerxes the rear path of Thermopylae, the Spartans would have very well succeeded in their stand. I think it’s fair to say that if Leonidas wasn’t on the field playing football, he’d make a career continuing to be history’s greatest military leader.
11. The wind was blowing briskly through the air. Not a cloud to be seen throughout the sky. It was warm out. Definitely not too hot. It was as perfect a day as you could imagine. A perfect day to die.
The Spartan king makes one last pass throughout his ranks. He has sent thousands of men home to live on to fight another day. To tell the tale of what had transpired in this week of carnage and dismay. This week at the Hot Gates of Thermopylae. The soldiers that remained, around 300 Spartans and 700 Thespians, all sat, inspecting their armor and their weapons. Leonidas calls them to attention.
“Eat well, soldiers, for this night, we dine in Hades!”
War cries erupt throughout the ranks.
As the daylight comes and goes, night has finally set. Leonidas stood before his men, knowing that his last moments were coming soon. And yet, underneath his helm rested a large smile.
The Persians marched forward on both sides of the Greeks. They pressed their attack quickly. The Greeks stood their ground, however, and fought valiantly for hours until 999 Greeks lay dead. Only one remained. King Leonidas himself.
As Xerxes stood before him, he was giddy with excitement that Leonidas would kneel before him. However, the moment never came. Leonidas stood his ground, with his smile having never wavered.
Angry, Xerxes himself took hold of a spear. With one last angry bellow, he launches the spear at Leonidas. Leonidas looks up to Olympus, prepared to join his fellow fallen. However, something felt off.
Leonidas opened his eyes, to no longer be surrounded by thousands of men. No Xerxes in sight. What he saw before him was a field of grass. Weird lines had been painted throughout the field. What appeared as teenagers were in the grass throwing a weirdly shaped ball.
Then, what appeared to be a Spartan stood next to him. However, this was not a real person. It was some sort of imitation. “Sweet costume, man,” the weird Spartan thing said to him. “Want to play some football with us?”
Leonidas looks around and sees a sign. It reads “Home of the Michigan State Spartans”