For even more tedious coverage, slog your way through Kip Kesgard's pablum here.
| "...But one of these men is doing his own thing; now it's time to play our game..." | 
| Zemanski can't unsee Valentin's hair or what's living in it. | 
| There's always time for a paper football field goal. | 
| "G-G-G-G-G-GHOST!" | 
| He's too big, you see. You have no choice but to hold on tight with both hands. All the time. No choice. | 
| Valeri: "Hold still. You've got something on your back. I'll get it." | 
| "MMM-mmm... that was a DELICIOUS cookie." | 
| I'm in the middle. I paid a ball kid to take this shot. | 
| Inhalers up, for the Rose City. Inhalers up... | 
| Snap out of it. Join the next group hug. Fold a paper football and send it at Valentin. Take deep breaths. Eat a cookie. | 
 
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