“Following the near fiasco of their last match, I was on guard when the Oakdale Striders agent showed up in the bar. I couldn't resist his offer though. The team he was pushing needed work, and so did I. I set up the meet and called this guy I know. Placed a little nudge nudge. By 2.

Seeing Rick's performance in the first match, Phil decided to up his game and join the ranks of the active Blade Runners. He tracked down two rogue replicants in the second half and returned them to the factory for reconditioning. Not satisfied with just that, he got his hands on the ball and rammed it across the line while a catcher-model Replicant begged for mercy at his feet. Reports of him downing half a bottle of Siamese bourbon in the end-zone were not exaggerated. I should know. I was standing at the sidelines when he scored and handed it to him.

Speaking of which, I've got to buy him another bottle. Right after I visit my bookie. Phil Resch made the spread - that's why I paid a little extra to get him the MVP. Hey, I'm not proud, but the team doesn't pay me that well.
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