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Big Feet from Parallel Universe Wins Wimbledon

Blow a whistle in the ear of he who refuses to compete; young ladies may inflate balloons or rehearse cheerleading drills; enlighten the apprentice soldier as to the importance of proving one's self to be better than the selves of one's peers; those preferring friendliness and creativity are to have whistles blown in both ears, foreheads surgically extended and fangs glued onto the bicuspids. By whatever means mean enough, ball shall traverse field and reach net, hoop, line or box efficiently and frequently with epiglottal noise to announce completion of the act-ARU! ARU! The monarch and his cabinet are pleased - if we looked closer we would even see that they are amused - but we never look - not unless it makes the smear sheet cover in letters large than Big Feet from Parallel Universe Wins Wimbledon. Get in there and win, boy, show them who's boss and the shortcut to traction; don't think a game's just a game - that's all there is and your decisions are your dice and we've been playing it since John, Tom, Ben and 51 other upstanding potbellied slaveowners provided for our split from tyranny, so Stick With Us! and you'll be the best god damned quarterback since Ulysses Simpson Grant and able to hit an individual life form (midgets too!) from 5,279 feet with one ton of combustible hydrogen. And when the budget must be redistributed to reimburse our big companies' big drinking water bills and there is no money for textbooks, all classes will be in physical education: we won't know what huns, vikings, or khazars are, where they hailed from our what they did, but if they return we'll be able to knock their asses to kingdom come.