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T'other night. I'm Center opposite.
...The ball comes from table side, somewhere between the lane and the sideline. As it passes through the lane and eight players, I follow it to my sideline. *Tweet !!???* I look to my good Lead and he shook his head. I shook my head and went thumbs up. I didn't see it. Lead didn't see it. Coach saw it. "It was just a bad pass that no one touched!!!" My Lead said, "Coach, I believe you, but we're not allowed to ask you." Coach smiled. |
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