Hugh Reilly: Don’t be fooled, that isn’t cavalry you hear
As waves of warriors descend upon you, your Springfield rifle jams. Desperately, you point your index finger at the braves and pull an imaginary trigger while shouting “Pinyooow!’ This charade fails to fool the injuns. Suddenly, however, a bugle blasts in the distance and the sound of galloping horses has you whooping and hollering, holding your army cap aloft. Unfortunately, you are a dash disappointed to see Crazy Horse coming over the hill, blowing the bugle he stole from a Laramie ragman. Worse, he has brought a few hundred of his best friends with him. At this point, the phrase “there’s always somebodae worse aff than yersel” rings a tad hollow.