Sgt. Major Francis Fitzgerald Fibbins was once the commanding general of NATO: protector of the Free World, feared by friend and foe alike as a guy who wouldn’t hesitate to “glow-stick” someone just for putting extra cream in his coffee. But for reasons too embarrassing to mention here, Fibbins is demoted two stripes – a few years shy of retirement – and reassigned to train an uncouth, undisciplined company of X-Box-generation recruits at Fort Davis, Missouri. And if these characters didn’t frustrate him enough, Fibbins is also trying to be the responsible single dad raising a teenage daughter in the midst of an Army base surrounded by rowdy young men.