Who knew that a simple game of H-O-R-S-E would make my life much worse? Now I'm standing here not turning back. One goal, two hands, and nothing more.
So twirl the grass and pray to the Gods. Because there's one way in and no way out, when you're staring down the island shot. Island shot. Island shot, Island shot. ISLAND SHOT.
"Raw: where the shot leaves me gagging for the arrow."
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