Bear Grylls Quote

Back in the barracks, those of us still left were white-faced and very shaky, but we were so relieved that the ordeal was finally over.Trucker looked particularly bad, but had this huge grin. I sat on his bed and chatted as he pottered around sorting his kit out. He kept shaking his head and chuckling to himself.It was his way of processing everything. It made me smile., I thought to myself.We all changed into some of the spare kit we had left over from the final exercise and sat on our beds, waiting nervously.We might have all finished--but--had we all passed?Parade in five minutes, lads, for the good and the bad news. Good news is that some of you have passed. Bad news…you can guess.With that the DS left.I had this utter dread that I would be one of the ones to fail at this final hurdle. I tried to fight the feeling.The DS reappeared--he rapidly called out a short list of names and told them to follow him. I wasn’t in that group. The few of us remaining, including Trucker, looked at one another nervously and waited.The minutes went by agonizingly slowly. No one spoke a word.Then the door opened and the other guys reappeared, heads down, stern-faced, and walked past us to their kit. They started packing.I knew that look and I knew that feeling.Matt was among them. The guy who had helped me so much on that final Endurance march. He had been failed for cracking under duress. Switch off for a minute, and it is all too easy to fall for one of the DS’s many tricks and tactics.Rule 1: SAS soldiers have to be able to remain sharp and focused under duress.Matt turned, looked at me, smiled, and walked out.I never saw him again.