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Salvation came in the form of the Ballard Grill and Alehouse, a sports bar across the street. We had lost vito90 earlier in the evening as he went to go watch the Tyson fight and we swapped some good-natured barbs with him about pro sporting events. Now here we were, watching baseball on one screen and World Cup on another. We attacked our fries and beer savagely. |