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Season Journal
Standings
| # | Team | W | L | Pts |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Detroit Engine-Roar | 15 | 0 | 30 |
| 2 | San Antonio Skyscrapers | 13 | 2 | 26 |
| 3 | Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest | 11 | 4 | 22 |
| 4 | Denver Horse-Track | 10 | 5 | 20 |
| 5 | Boston Ring-Chasers | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 6 | New York Over-Timers | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 7 | Cleveland Twin-Towers | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 8 | My Team | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 9 | Los Angeles Nursing-Home | 7 | 8 | 14 |
| 10 | Houston Blast-Off | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 11 | Toronto Border-Patrol | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 12 | Minnesota Ice-Wall | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 13 | Philadelphia Injury-Report | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 14 | Miami Heart-Attack | 4 | 11 | 8 |
| 15 | Phoenix No-Defense | 2 | 13 | 4 |
| 16 | Orlando Magic-Beans | 2 | 13 | 4 |
Pre-season
Holy shit, the arena is erupting and the game hasn't even started. There are 20,000 absolute maniacs on their feet chanting the name of a franchise with more scars than a retired boxer. Seasons of domination, seasons of total demolition, insane 3 AM trades, Draft picks that smelled like either genius or pure madness, nobody knew at the time, and honestly sometimes we still don't. But tonight, all of that is behind us. Tonight is the present, and the present reeks of adrenaline and revenge. The team with no name, baby! There's one guy on this team who scares the living hell out of everyone. Opponents, coaches, referees, even his own teammates sometimes. That's Spider-Man. Standing at 178 cm, shoulders like a linebacker, and a touch on the ball so soft it makes you want to cry. This damn player can drop 40 one night, grab 15 boards the next, and slap you with a triple-double night after just because he was bored. The kind of guy you want on your squad and pray you never have to face. His teammate told me something last week that gave me chills. He said: "When he's silent in the locker room before a game, I know we're about to destroy everybody." The man doesn't talk, he executes. He doesn't celebrate, he absorbs. And when the buzzer is approaching and the score is tight, everybody knows. The teammates, the opponents, the refs, the guy selling nachos on the upper deck. Everybody knows the ball is ending up in his hands. And it's ending up in the basket. Moment of truth, folks. You see the guy at the end of the bench, the one who looks completely lost among the giants? That's Spider-Man. A superhero in civilian life. The kind of guy who handles bare hands better than a basketball, and who somehow ended up on a professional roster because the coach "had a vision." A vision, ladies and gentlemen. Probably somewhere between his second and third mojito at the All-Star Weekend party. Spider-Man has a unique playing style: he runs a lot, understands very little, and has an unfortunate tendency to treat the game and the basketball exact same way. The fans already love him. Not for his stats (he has none) but because every time he steps on the court, it's Christmas morning. Let's talk money. We'll keep it short because there ain't any. The budget is so low that the equipment manager also does the accounting, the post-game spread is leftover Domino's on discount, and the last free agent who toured the facility ran for the hills. But damn it, these guys don't care. They play with the fury of men who have everything to prove and nothing to lose. This is the most dangerous team in the league, not because they're good, but because they don't give a single damn about losing.
Matchday 1 — vs Detroit Engine-Roar
83-127 (L)
Sauron takes the court to immense pressure! The necromancer with their bare hands is here!
This first-ballot legend Iron Man short-arms an off-balance shot under the basket! Not enough lift!
Stolen from Hulk! A scientist who let it slip through their fingers!
Spider-Man, this short king, loses the assignment! Easy bucket over injury-prone body!
Homer Simpson waves off the play! The authority of a farmer in that gesture!
Halftime! Sauron is limping slightly heading off the court. Anecdote: Sauron fell asleep on the bench during an exhibition game. Still got named MVP. The players charge out of the tunnel. Smells like a comeback.
Sauron gets blocked! Rejected harder than a necromancer's worst day on the job!
Sauron is running on pure willpower! This top-tier talent refusing to quit!
Iron Man, this pint-sized baller, steps out of bounds with the rock! Mental lapse!
This household name Spider-Man hangs the head after the miss! Deflated in transition!
Spider-Man, this hall-of-fame lock, takes the loss hard. Tendency to force bad shots at the wrong moments.
Hulk mutters 'damn' under his breath. Iron Man says 'yeah' in the same tone. On my end, I ate three chocolate bars during the timeouts. Sports make you hungry, even in the booth. That's it for tonight. Coming up: 'True Confessions: I Put Ketchup on Pasta.'
Matchday 2 — vs Miami Heart-Attack
119-92 (W)
Spider-Man, this elusive guard, takes the court! The electric crowd is electric!
Iron Man catches and shoots,a fadeaway jumper! Quick hands from competing the game!
Hulk walls up in the left wing! Immovable as their lab notebook bolted down!
Hulk floats a perfect pass! Floating it with a scientist's soft touch!
Hulk counters the press! Problem solved, scientist style!
The players disappear into the tunnel. Hulk asks for an ice pack. Exclusive: Hulk was caught reading a philosophy book on the bench. It was Nietzsche. Back to business. The players bounce around to warm up.
Hulk with the crafty two-handed slam! Nerves of steel on display!
The jumbotron shows Spider-Man's superhero highlight reel! What a career!
Spider-Man finds the open teammate! This household name making everyone better!
Sauron, this swiss-army-knife type, makes a statement! This top-tier talent is here to stay!
Spider-Man steps back into the tunnel with the W! This living legend all smiles!
Spider-Man and Hulk pound their chests like gorillas. The coach pretends not to know them. During the break, I tried to juggle three balls. My cameraman filmed everything. It'll come out someday. See you tomorrow. In the meantime, it's 'Who Wants to Marry My Goldfish.' Good luck with that.
Matchday 3 — vs Orlando Magic-Beans
121-83 (W)
Iron Man, this first-ballot legend, draws first blood! A pull-up jumper to start!
Homer Simpson racks up a buzzer-beater! Productive night for this farmer!
Spider-Man with the behind-the-back pass! Flashier than their bare hands at work!
Iron Man pulls up and drills a scoop layup! Can't teach that!
Iron Man blocks the layup attempt! A perfect contest with their bare hands authority!
Break! Hulk rips his shoes off the second he reaches the locker room. True story: Hulk had his parking spot stolen by Orlando Magic-Beans's mascot. Still talks about it. Play resumes! The coach set a few things straight in the locker room.
Hulk goes baseline and scores! The hidden truth prepared them for this moment!
Hulk, this generational talent, with the dagger and then some! A two-handed slam!
Homer Simpson mistakes the pill for the stubborn soil and starts cultivating it! Not today!
This once-in-a-lifetime player Iron Man waves goodbye to the opponent! A salute to the fans! Savage!
Spider-Man is named player of the game! The superhero is also the star!
Homer Simpson and Spider-Man pound their chests like gorillas. The coach pretends not to know them. I discovered tonight that my mic was off for three minutes. Three minutes of pure genius, lost forever. That's a wrap for tonight. Coming up: 'The Amazing Race: Subway Line 13.' Viewer discretion advised.
Matchday 4 — vs Philadelphia Injury-Report
111-91 (W)
Homer Simpson rises up onto the floor! The crowd roars for this living legend!
Hulk with the and-one two-handed slam! Night-in night-out consistency through the whistle!
Sauron denies the pass! Their bare hands interception skills on full display!
Sauron picks apart the defense! Dissecting every move with necromancer precision!
This household name Hulk sets the back screen! Silky smooth technique off-ball contribution!
Break! Spider-Man takes his jersey off before even reaching the locker room. Physio's confession: Spider-Man purrs when you massage his calves. Like a cat. A big cat. Both teams return with fresh instructions from the coach.
Homer Simpson drops a bucket! The accuracy of a farmer on full display!
A roaring arena as Spider-Man, this scrappy guard, is introduced! Goosebumps!
Homer Simpson fades away the pick-and-roll to perfection! Chemistry on display!
The evolution of Iron Man: competing the game taught patience. The palace of hoops taught glory!
Sauron, this bonafide star, soaks in the moment! Victory at the top of the key! An ice-cold stare at the opposing bench!
Spider-Man and Hulk act out a movie scene where they reunite in slow motion. The crowd is dying. I spent this game nervously chewing gum. I'm on my seventh piece. That's all for today. Up next: 'Dateline: The True Cost of a Cup of Yogurt.' Deep investigation.
Matchday 5 — vs Phoenix No-Defense
100-96 (W)
Iron Man stretches center court! Loosening up, the superhero is getting ready!
Spider-Man, this pint-sized baller, contests everything on the low block! Pure God-given talent on full display!
Homer Simpson misses in the dying seconds! A farmer dropping the stubborn soil at the worst time!
Hulk scores off the inbound! That's the preparation of a scientist right there!
This big-name player Sauron recognizes the over-help and punishes it!
Break! Spider-Man rips his shoes off the second he reaches the locker room. Confession: Spider-Man believes the away locker room is haunted. Refuses to go in alone. The players come back running. Did someone set the locker room on fire?
Homer Simpson, this combo guard, with the crunch-time takeover! Iron discipline taking over!
Iron Man with the chase-down crucial offensive board! Running like a superhero chasing the game!
Sauron tips their sneakers to the crowd! The necromancer gesture with their bare hands!
Hulk, this solid build, comes up big! A free throw in late in the quarter! Legend!
Hulk lets fly in triumph! The final buzzer sounds! That's a W!
Iron Man does a belly slide on the court. Hulk does a back slide. The hardwood is ruined. During the break, I tried to juggle three balls. My cameraman filmed everything. It'll come out someday. Thanks for watching. Coming up: '48 Hours: The Secret Life of Roundabouts.' Essential viewing.
Matchday 6 — vs Los Angeles Nursing-Home
121-78 (W)
Iron Man starts in the small forward! Playing the small forward the way a superhero plays with their bare hands!
Homer Simpson with a finger-roll euro-step! Dexterity you only get from years as a farmer!
Iron Man, this franchise cornerstone, draws the double and finds the open shooter! An off-the-charts basketball IQ!
Hulk blows past past everyone for a reverse layup! This solid build on a mission!
Spider-Man drops into help defense! Always there when you need a superhero!
Break. Sauron collapses on the locker room floor, arms spread wide. Fun fact: Sauron blocked a shot in the finals... And dislocated a thumb celebrating. Classic. The arena lights up, the players are back. Game on.
This global icon Iron Man with a picture-perfect buzzer beater! The crowd goes wild!
Iron Man takes off to yet another easy bucket! The floodgates opened!
Sauron tried to invoice the other team for that foul! Classic necromancer move!
Iron Man pulls out the signature celebration! The crowd at the gymnasium goes wild!
Spider-Man daps up the opponent! Respect from this undisputed superstar after the battle!
Iron Man does the robot at center court while Hulk pretends to be an airplane. The crowd loves it. Meanwhile, your favorite commentator spilled coffee on the mixing board. Twice. Until next time! Up next: 'Life Unplugged: A Day Without WiFi.' A shocking documentary.
Matchday 7 — vs Toronto Border-Patrol
128-95 (W)
Spider-Man wins the opening tip! Tipping off with superhero energy!
A scoop layup from Sauron! This established star is putting on a show tonight!
Iron Man covers acres of the gymnasium! The endurance of a superhero on a double shift!
Homer Simpson sets up the easy score! Easy as a farmer setting up the seed dibber!
Sauron adjusts the tempo! Controlling the rhythm like a veteran necromancer!
Intermission. Hulk dumps an entire water bottle over his head. Anecdote: Hulk threw up before his first pro game. No more pre-game burgers ever since. The players charge out of the tunnel. Smells like a comeback.
Iron Man hits the triple! Three lengths ahead, three cheers for this superhero turned baller!
Post-game fireworks for Spider-Man! Brighter than their bare hands on a perfect day!
Homer Simpson adjusts on the fly! Quick thinking from this farmer!
Spider-Man brings blue-collar their bare hands grit to the temple of basketball!
Sauron walks off the hardwood victorious! A necromancer who conquered it all tonight!
Homer Simpson pretends to faint from happiness. Spider-Man pretends to call 911. During the game, my colleague ordered sushi. It arrived at the final buzzer. Perfect timing. That's it for tonight. Coming up: 'True Confessions: I Put Ketchup on Pasta.'
Matchday 8 — vs Minnesota Ice-Wall
105-93 (W)
Spider-Man checks in for the first play! Clocking in for the shift, let's work!
Spider-Man launches with the precision of a superhero at work. And it's a floater!
This world-class player Sauron forces the air ball with pressure! Suffocating!
Spider-Man launches and dishes! Gorgeous feed at the buzzer! Insane court vision!
Iron Man fades away the ball out of the trap! Unreal swagger under pressure!
Buzzer sounds, halftime! Sauron walks head down toward the tunnel. Little secret: Sauron watches cat videos between quarters. Says it's relaxing. Both teams emerge from the tunnel. The second half can begin.
Sauron, this tweener, glides at the buzzer for a silky tear drop!
This absolute legend Hulk draws the MVP chants! The crowd is on their feet for the star!
Spider-Man runs the play to perfection! Perfection of competing the game!
The commentators can't stop talking about Iron Man's superhero background and their bare hands!
This hall-of-fame lock Homer Simpson raises the arms! The win is in the books! A fist pump toward the bench!
Spider-Man blows a kiss to the camera. Iron Man blows twelve. Hulk blocks the lens. My wife texted me: 'when are you coming home?' I said 'after the game.' That was two hours ago. Good evening! Coming up: 'Dancing with the Stars: My Cousin's Wedding Edition.' Open bar.
Matchday 9 — vs Houston Blast-Off
117-106 (W)
Spider-Man comes out hot! Heated up and ready, the superhero means business!
Hulk dribbles the Wilson into a scoop layup! Night-in night-out consistency shining through!
Hulk stays in front! Mirroring every move like a seasoned scientist!
Homer Simpson with the no-look pass! This hall-of-fame lock has eyes in the back of the head!
This basketball god Spider-Man adjusts the angle mid-drive! Silky smooth technique body control!
The locker room fills up. Homer Simpson has already eaten three oranges. Little scoop: Homer Simpson tried to bribe the DJ to play his song. The DJ agreed. Nobody liked it. Back to hostilities. Faces have changed in the locker room.
Homer Simpson, this do-it-all player, rises above and hammers an off-balance shot!
The building is buzzing! Iron Man and a roaring arena creating magic!
Iron Man draws the attention! Magnetic presence, the superhero aura is undeniable!
From humble the hidden truth beginnings, Hulk rises at the floor!
Spider-Man shakes hands! The handshake of a superhero who respects the game!
Sauron and Hulk run circles around Iron Man who doesn't move. Zen. My evening? A microphone, cold coffee, and the greatest show on earth. What more could you ask for. Alright, good evening! Now it's 'Love Is in the Parking Lot.' Romance guaranteed.
Matchday 10 — vs Denver Horse-Track
102-89 (W)
Hulk spins into position! This undisputed superstar not wasting any time!
Sauron gets the friendly bounce! Even the basketball respects a necromancer!
This hall-of-fame lock Iron Man with a critical stop! A defensive stop when it counts!
Sauron with the give-and-go! Teamwork from competing the game together!
Homer Simpson triggers the fast break! Launching the offense with farmer urgency!
The locker room. Spider-Man sprawls out full-length on the bench. Little scoop: Spider-Man logs every game in a notebook. With stars and smiley faces. At that age. Back on the court. The crowd greets them with a standing ovation.
Iron Man strings together a bank shot at the top of the key. Silky smooth technique on full display!
This living legend Spider-Man silences the hostile crowd! A hostile crowd shifts!
Hulk puts ego aside! The team comes first for this undisputed superstar!
This potential GOAT Spider-Man refuses to lose! The will of a champion!
Homer Simpson embraces teammates! The bond of cultivating the stubborn soil together!
Hulk does a backflip. Well, he tries. Spider-Man applauds the effort. I tried to take a selfie with the court in the background. My thumb is over the lens. We're out. Up next: 'Say Yes to the Dress: Budget Three Fifty, Theme: Elastic.' Good luck.
Matchday 11 — vs New York Over-Timers
100-113 (L)
Sauron steps onto the palace of hoops! From competing the game to this, game time!
Hulk rattles it out! Shaking the palace of hoops with their lab notebook intensity!
Hulk commits the live-ball turnover! Their lab notebook would be ashamed!
Hulk gets screened out! Stuck behind their lab notebook like it's a wall!
Spider-Man rises up to the rack for a step-back three! Can't contain this short king!
Halftime. The doctor examines Sauron's shoulder while the others catch their breath. Confession: Sauron believes the away locker room is haunted. Refuses to go in alone. And we're off! The energy in the arena just went up a notch.
Hulk shakes their head! A scientist who can't believe that just happened!
Hulk misses the open look! A scientist never misses the hidden truth... But misses the damn ball!
Hulk reads the defense like a book! Perfect play call from this scientist!
Homer Simpson bends over, hands on knees! Exhausted like a farmer after the seed dibber overtime!
Sauron walks the tunnel in silence! Done for the night, back to necromancer life tomorrow!
Iron Man walks like someone carrying the weight of the world. Hulk drags one foot after the other. Yours truly held it together all evening without a bathroom break. That's professionalism. See you soon. Coming up: 'Extreme Couponing: Family of Eight at Walmart.' Double episode.
Matchday 12 — vs Cleveland Twin-Towers
94-97 (L)
Game time! Sauron and this top-tier talent ready to put on a show at the gymnasium!
Spider-Man with a free throw off the pick! Using screens better than most pros!
This franchise cornerstone Iron Man bites on the fake! Beaten on the low block!
Iron Man sends it long! Too much power, not enough finesse from this superhero!
This basketball god Iron Man with the three-point play! Comeback special from downtown!
Break! Homer Simpson heads straight to the bathroom moment he hits the locker room. Rumor has it Homer Simpson talks to his basketball in the locker room. Nobody dares say it's weird. We're back at it. The crowd had time to reload at the snack bar.
This franchise guy Sauron with the clutch-time breakdown! Shaky emotions under pressure on full display!
Homer Simpson penetrates the towel! This certified GOAT candidate showing sometimes predictable game!
The arc of this game bends toward Iron Man! This global icon controlling destiny!
Iron Man airballs the potential winner! Competing the game is easier than this!
Iron Man refuses to make excuses! A superhero owns the game failures too!
Hulk takes off his shoes and carries them like a ghost. Sauron follows the same path. I got a text from Hulk after the game. Just kidding. Nobody texts me. Good evening! Up next: 'Fixer Upper: Renovating a Studio on a Twelve-Dollar Budget.' Challenge accepted.
Matchday 13 — vs Boston Ring-Chasers
92-113 (L)
Hulk gets the starting nod! A scientist starting with their lab notebook confidence!
Hulk, this all-around player, draws the foul but can't capitalize! Lack of consistency!
Sauron lets fly carelessly and gets stripped! Another giveaway!
Iron Man gives up the easy bucket! Easier than competing the game!
Sauron just treated the orange way they treat the game. An and-one, bang!
Halftime. Sauron wolfs down an energy bar in two bites. Little secret: Sauron has a secret TikTok account with 12 followers. Posts cooking tutorials. The tunnel spits the players out. The war resumes.
Homer Simpson buries their face! Hidden from view, the farmer can't watch!
Homer Simpson throws up a clunker! The seed dibber would weep at that trajectory!
Hulk outsmarts the opponent! The brains of a scientist with their lab notebook!
Iron Man is gassed! More tired than after a full day of competing the game!
Homer Simpson fought but fell short! Just out of reach, the farmer gave everything!
Hulk refuses to watch the replay on the jumbotron. Iron Man watches it and immediately regrets it. Tonight my colleague told me I smell like stress. I told him it was my cologne. This was your favorite commentator. Coming up: 'Extreme Makeover: Garage Edition.' Don't change the channel. Or do.
Matchday 14 — vs San Antonio Skyscrapers
93-109 (L)
Iron Man launches with energy from the opening whistle! This generational talent locked in!
Air ball from Hulk! Being a scientist doesn't help with shooting, apparently!
Iron Man throws it away! A pass worse than a superhero tossing the game!
Hulk loses the battle in the paint! Being a scientist doesn't help you here!
Homer Simpson answers back with a thunderous slam! Pure God-given talent under pressure!
Halftime. The physio pounces on Spider-Man to massage his thighs. Did you know Spider-Man keeps a photo of his dog in his right shoe? It's a Bichon. Play resumes! The coach set a few things straight in the locker room.
Sauron mouths off and picks up a T! Hot head taking over!
Spider-Man lets fly but the shot rims out! Sometimes predictable game rears its ugly head!
Sauron manipulates the defense! Manipulation worthy of their bare hands on the game!
Hulk grabs the jersey for air! Needs more air than their lab notebook in the workshop!
Sauron packs up and heads out! Packing their bare hands, unpacking emotions!
Spider-Man stands alone at center court as the lights go dim. Hulk comes back to get him. My evening? A microphone, cold coffee, and the greatest show on earth. What more could you ask for. Good night! Up next: 'My 600-Lb Neighbor: He Makes Noise at 3 AM.' Shocking testimonies.
Matchday 15 — vs Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest
98-102 (L)
Opening possession for Homer Simpson! First touch, like first touch of the seed dibber!
Sauron scores off the glass! Bank shot precision of a necromancer!
Homer Simpson can't stay in front! Cultivating the stubborn soil doesn't build lateral quickness!
Sauron launches from deep and misses! A necromancer's range doesn't apply here!
Spider-Man attacks with renewed energy! This certified GOAT candidate smells blood!
Halftime. The physio pounces on Homer Simpson to massage his thighs. Small detail: Homer Simpson wears mismatched socks every game. Calls it a strategy. Come on, second half! The best is yet to come. Or the worst. Who knows.
Hulk turns it over on a strategic timeout! Worst time to drop the Spalding!
Spider-Man slaps the floor in frustration! Slapping harder than a superhero hits the workbench!
This hall-of-fame lock Hulk digs deep! Finding reserves nobody knew existed!
Iron Man fades away and bricks it! Shaky emotions under pressure in overtime!
Iron Man walks off in defeat! Even a superhero's skills couldn't save tonight!
Hulk's lip is trembling. Homer Simpson dodges the cameras by pulling up his hood. On my end, I ate three chocolate bars during the timeouts. Sports make you hungry, even in the booth. That's all for tonight. And now: 'Deadliest Catch: Rush Hour on the Beltway.' Documentary.
My Team ends the season #8 with a 9W-6L record. Season MVP: Spider-Man.
Season Journal
Holy shit, the arena is erupting and the game hasn't even started. There are 20,000 absolute maniacs on their feet chanting the name of a franchise with more scars than a retired boxer. Seasons of domination, seasons of total demolition, insane 3 AM trades, Draft picks that smelled like either genius or pure madness, nobody knew at the time, and honestly sometimes we still don't. But tonight, all of that is behind us. Tonight is the present, and the present reeks of adrenaline and revenge. The team with no name, baby!
There's one guy on this team who scares the living hell out of everyone. Opponents, coaches, referees, even his own teammates sometimes. That's Spider-Man. Standing at 178 cm, shoulders like a linebacker, and a touch on the ball so soft it makes you want to cry. This damn player can drop 40 one night, grab 15 boards the next, and slap you with a triple-double night after just because he was bored. The kind of guy you want on your squad and pray you never have to face.
His teammate told me something last week that gave me chills. He said: "When he's silent in the locker room before a game, I know we're about to destroy everybody." The man doesn't talk, he executes. He doesn't celebrate, he absorbs. And when the buzzer is approaching and the score is tight, everybody knows. The teammates, the opponents, the refs, the guy selling nachos on the upper deck. Everybody knows the ball is ending up in his hands. And it's ending up in the basket.
Moment of truth, folks. You see the guy at the end of the bench, the one who looks completely lost among the giants? That's Spider-Man. A superhero in civilian life. The kind of guy who handles bare hands better than a basketball, and who somehow ended up on a professional roster because the coach "had a vision." A vision, ladies and gentlemen. Probably somewhere between his second and third mojito at the All-Star Weekend party. Spider-Man has a unique playing style: he runs a lot, understands very little, and has an unfortunate tendency to treat the game and the basketball exact same way. The fans already love him. Not for his stats (he has none) but because every time he steps on the court, it's Christmas morning.
Let's talk money. We'll keep it short because there ain't any. The budget is so low that the equipment manager also does the accounting, the post-game spread is leftover Domino's on discount, and the last free agent who toured the facility ran for the hills. But damn it, these guys don't care. They play with the fury of men who have everything to prove and nothing to lose. This is the most dangerous team in the league, not because they're good, but because they don't give a single damn about losing.
My Team ends the season #8 with a 9W-6L record. Season MVP: Spider-Man.
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