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“Lemme tell ju somethin’, okay? Minnesota, dey don’t mess around, mang. Dis guy Roelse? He’s like a machine, chico. Nine innings, two hits, no runs — he shut dem Canucks down like cockroaches. Vancouver? Nothin’. Zero. Big fat zero on da board. You come into my house, you swing da bat two times, dat’s all you got? Please, mang, get outta here.
And da Wild? Heh, dey bring da power. Rolon hittin’ doubles, Kona drivin’ guys in, Grubin smashin’ da ball outta da park. Five runs, ten hits, boom boom boom, like da bullets in my little friend, mang.
Now Minnesota up three–nothing in da series, one game from sendin’ Vancouver back home cryin’ to their mamas. You think you can stop dat train, chico? No, mang. Say hello to da Conference Finals, okay?”
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