Onward to Victory!

-This picture was taken as Tom tried to lead his Italian armies over the Alps in Switzerland.  It wasn't too long after the photo op that he understood why it is deemed impassible and returned home to eat pizza, drink wine, and cry himself to sleep over his many failures on the western front.-

Victory is upon us.  The armies and navies of England and Germany have a firm grasp of the north with more than enough centers for one of us to win out right.  Italy and its crumbling allies control the south.  Will they be able to hold back the hordes of black and blue armies that are coming their way?  Only time will tell.  But I do know there will not be a stalemate.  And I do know that Tom Mullane shall have no part in a victory in this game.  And so I say onward to victory in whatever manner it presents itself.

Finally, a short piece to all those I have stabbed in the back.  I must say, the list is long.  To Craig, I thank you for helping to pull England and I together.  To Bill, I thank you for making the first big power play and making yourself the target of aggression while Leo and I got to grow bigger and bigger.  To Tom, I thank you for working with Bill until his death.  You made it so easy not to stab my ally in the back, and without you, none of what we accomplished could have been possible.  Finally, to Damian, I thank you for being the most honest player in the game.  When you make a deal, you keep it.  I'm only sorry I couldn't be as honest with you.  But hey, we'll both get to see Bill dead.  And isn't that all we both ever wanted.  So in the end, I just wanted to say no hard feelings to those I've boned this round.  I'm sure karma will catch up with me for the next game.