It's a good thing I had such a level head about our victory last night.
Cause it was all just shot to hell.
Shake it off, Phils. Losing Game 2 has been a bit of a pattern, and it's worked out for the best in the end.
Must. Stay. Positive.
Must. Stay. Positive.
Phuck, boys. Epic phail.
But at least you're coming home. Let's make some magic in the Bank.
Because I want a parade, goddammit! And we all know that's the most important thing.
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