OK, I confess. After the third quarter, I wanted to leave too. But my hard-headed, ever-faithful wife, Rita, refused to miss "the big comeback." She hadn't seen as many UK games as me, and therefore didn't know that these thing never work out for us. Because she's really in charge, we stayed to the sweet end.
Thanks Rita. Have I told you lately that you are always right? : )
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