Dudes,
Couldn't figure out how to get on the gustrowharties.blogspot. You probably won't get this email till after the game, but I just wanted to send what collective footballing luck I can summon from the banks of the Ohio (more than you'd think) on to the match today. Although Forsythe and I didn't make it this time, we're more than there in spirit--dying a thousand deaths with each cross bar clanged, and screaming volley shanked (seriously Jerry may have broken my ribs with his bear claws after lando's goal). Whatever happens, you're doing us more than proud (by the by, I am continually amazed by the sheer volume of prose Noah has churned out on Goal.com while in that vortex of fandom--I'm also amazed by how (relatively) healthy you guys still look).
It's go time. Reverse curse the Black Star.
America. -T
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