Title: Valgfritt

Text: They were good, oh they were damn good. We played four games. They got their shot, we got ours. Then, something magical happened. Something, that none of us could have anticipated. Something that had never happened in this state before. We decided to mix teams. Their captain and our captain started picking players. As it turned out I was the next to the last one picked. And, their captain looked me in the eye and said 'i'll take Whitey.'. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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