4A STATE CHAMPIONS!!
The Severna Park Falcons beat the Blake Bengals 1-0 on Friday night in the 4A State Final at UMBC to claim the program’s third State title, and first since 2001. Daniel Kown scored for the Falcons on a Griffin Kowalewski assist. Craig Wishart recorded the shut-out.
The 2013 Falcons went unbeaten, compilng a 17-0-2 record, scoring 48 goals while conceding 12. Besides winning the State Title, the team repeated as the County In-season Champions, won the the County Championship for the first time since 2009, and won the Class 4A East Region Championship for a fourth straight time and the sixth time in seven years.
The Falcons tied the program record for fewest losses (0 -1983) while Daniel Kwon’s title winning goal also made him the leader in career goals (43) breaking Brian Peterson’s (1988-91) record of 42. Daniel (43 goals, 18 assists) is tied with Brian Peterson (42 goals, 20 assists) for the program record in career points at 104.
The Players and Coaches would like to thank all the Parents, Volunteers, Students, Alumni and Fans for their support this year and for their help in making this a fantastic season.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!