It's somewhat breezy and a little cool.

You look down the road.

All you see is a faint sign of sunlight.

You begin to walk.

Surrounded by 95 of your friends.

You all walk towards the light.

Down the hill.

Suddenly you hear screams.

You hear music in the distance.

That familiar song.

"Hail, hail..."

You hope to hear it fifty times today.

You reach the end of the tunnel.

And begin to jump up and down.

You look out.

And see 110,000 admirers.

They all came here to see you.

In that maize and blue.

With that familiar winged helmet.

And there it is - your cue.

You run, jump, and touch the banne...

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