So, here’s another basic training story...

Grenades are your friend. You throw them like a football. I played QB for years on our sandlot team and on our Company team in Nam. We didn’t have football in our county HS’s back then. I can do this...but that wasn’t the cool part...I was gonna watch it explode. I got off a really, really good throw...long and deep! YEAH, baby! I started mentally counting, until the DI pulled me down. WTH? Shrapnel rained down on me. I had a helmet on! Ticks me off that I missed the good part, but the DI did the right thing...still ticks me off.