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sfdgsf — moment tee.

For the swing that ended the night.

You stayed up. You watched history.

Down 17. Up by 3 when it mattered.

Three-tenths of a second is plenty.

Sudden death. Suddenly heroes.

Champagne-soaked, no regrets.

The kind that ruins the road team's flight home.

First call-up. First curtain call.

They had us at 200-to-1.

Confetti in your hair, hoarse voice, no regrets.

47 saves, one crease, zero respect for momentum.

The cheapest possible flex.