Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Good evening. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Let's go back to September 29, 2006. That's when petty officer Michael Monsor is the United States Navy SEAL operating in Ramadi Iraq.

Monsor is standing on a roof in Ramadi,

and he's standing in front of a doorway to this roof.

He has two Navy SEAL teammates lying in the sniper-prone position next to him.

They've already taken AK-47 fire and a rocket-propelled grenade, but they're not exactly sure where the enemy is.

There's a bit of a lull in the fighting. Insurgents have blocked off the streets in Ramadi,

and there's someone on the loudspeaker in the town mosque yelling, kill the Americans.

As Monsor and his team are looking for the next attack, an insurgent from an unknown location

throws a grenade up on the roof, it hits Monsor in the chest, and it falls to his feet.

Due to the length of the throw, there's no opportunity to pick it up and throw it back.

He has only a split second to make a decision.

He can leap through the doorway behind him and save himself, but if he does, his two teammates lying at his feet will surely die.

Monsor yells,

Grenade!

But instead of jumping backward to save himself,

he jumps forward, chest first, onto the grenade.

It detonates. 30 minutes later, 25-year-old Michael Monsor is dead. His two teammates

lying on the roof receive only minor injuries because Monsor's body muffled the blast.

One of the survivors said at Montsor's funeral,

Mikey, looked death in the face that day and said,

You will not take my friends, I will go in their stead.

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