I can’t remember who suggested it, but I liked the plan of having someone, someone big, conca maybe, to line-up Gaff at the opening bounce, come steaming in at murder pace, and just miss him. Leave him looking over his shoulder the rest of the game. Sucker those down-hill-skiing, teen-punching, drug addled, diving and staging posers into retaliating and looking over their shoulder while Hill, Langdon, Son-son and Mundy glide past and deliver the pill lace-out-logo-to-the-camera to Hoges, The People’s Mo, and Maggie.
... my oh my is it going to suck when we lose.
