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Yesterday's match was so stunning to me that I had to think back to when something like this last happened to a team of mine. My teams invariably lose. They rarely, if ever, win in dramatic fashion in the dying seconds of a game. Not since the 1986 Montreal Canadiens' cup run, with rookies Patrick Roy and Claude Lemieux leading the way, have I been on the victorious side of as jaw-dropping a tournament win as yesterday's.

Magnificent show, gentlemen. Avanti.

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  • Living the dream in Istanbul, Turkey
  • I grew up in the hardscrabble streets of suburban Ottawa, Ontario, committing petty crime, insulting the elderly - basically the classic misspent youth. When I was 19, I moved to West Philly, where I put myself through the Wharton School by dealing crack and hustling. After stints in Paris and London, I eventually graduated and moved to San Francisco, where I put in eight years hard labor working for The Man. But now I pop bottles with models, deciding cracked crab or lobster - who says mobsters don't prosper?
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