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Originally Posted by BIG_DADDY
Kind of a cool article. That's exactly how it felt.
The second -- the four-tenths-of-a-second -- it was over, I called my buddy Wes.
His little girl Ella was screaming in the background, apparently dancing around their Pasadena living room like a lottery winner.
"I gotta call you back," he said. "Ella's kind of losing it right now."
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I gotta tell you, that was me and my 8-year old. He was doing the happy dance while I wildly called my best friend in So. Cal and then posted on the planet. It was like the magical Laker-Celtic/Pistons past. I loved every heart-wrenching/joy filled minute of that.
It was just like Dante running that kick back against the

. Except this time I wasn't there live, I was at home.