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The Comeback snapped the ball and looked desperately for somebody open-- I stood in the endzone franticallywaving my handsjumping sporadicallyyy HEY! I'M OPEN!!! With an eye-roll hardly concealed within a muddy helmet, he begrudgingly tossed me the ball-- The buzzer sounded and the fourth quarter ended just as the ball was in my sweaty clutch-- But the visiting team had already clapped each other on the backs and my team waited for me in the locker room smelly and defeated. Alas, I was the most distressed, standing on the field alone with the winning boon a moment                                  too late.
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
Comebacks Issued Ex Post Facto
The Comeback snapped the ball and looked desperately for somebody open-- I stood in the endzone franticallywaving my handsjumping sporadicallyyy HEY! I'M OPEN!!! With an eye-roll hardly concealed within a muddy helmet, he begrudgingly tossed me the ball-- The buzzer sounded and the fourth quarter ended just as the ball was in my sweaty clutch-- But the visiting team had already clapped each other on the backs and my team waited for me in the locker room smelly and defeated. Alas, I was the most distressed, standing on the field alone with the winning boon a moment                                  too late.
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
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