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“Oh what can ail thee, wretched wight, / Alone and palely loitering; / The sedge is withered from the lake, / And no birds sing.”
John Keats
“After Wight went out with his fourth foul (in the third quarter) we got four or five steals in a row. I really thought that changed the complexion of the game.”
Rob Detzel
