The somewhat aggressive looking individual on the left is my youngest son, the team captain. The guy on the right is the "pack leader".
The pack leader had a favourite method of motivating his team-mates. At any given moment he would shout "come on, lads, let's get our [expletive edited] heads on!".
Translation: "I think we'd improve if we gave more thought to the task on hand."
Jamie, the said pack leader, who off-the-field is intelligent and sensitive, asked me if I had any action pictures of him that he could show his family and, if so, would I blow them onto a CD for him and he would gladly pay any reasonable fee.
I told him I had about 60 pictures of him in action and would put them on a CD for him at no charge ON CONDITION that he agreed never again to utter the phrase: "come on, lads, let's get our [expletive edited] heads on!". Without that undertaking my services would cost him fifty quid.
Naturally, he agreed not to use his favoured phrase ever again.
So far, he's managed to keep his promise, but as the above picture shows, he's clearly thinking about it!