There are a few cockroaches in Baghdad that still need to be squashed, but their day is coming.
I hear their (largely futile and pathetic) sounds...mostly in the mornings. They've lost their "touch."
Pretty soon, they'll lose their ability to breathe.
Amen to that. Can you describe the contrast now versus when you were in country six months ago?
That's an interesting and telling observation. It tells that they're getting down to the 3rd-stringers, and the ones that knew what they were doing are either dead or fled. Not only are they hitting less often but our guys (now combat-hardened and wisened by experience) are playing their junior varsity. Good news. Not only are we beating them but we're beating them at an accelerating pace.
Lovin' it.