The air was electric as John Pylman, a 96-year-old WWII hero, walked onto the field. What followed wasn’t just a performance of the national anthem—it was a masterclass in grace, resilience, and unwavering love for country.
His voice, strong and clear, belied his age, filling the stadium with a richness that only decades of life and service can bring. The crowd, from children to grandparents, joined in, their voices rising together in a moment of shared pride. Players stood at attention, caps over hearts, as if the game no longer mattered.
When John ended with a salute, the cheers were deafening. It was a reminder that some heroes don’t wear capes—they wear years of sacrifice and a lifetime of honor.
