<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339</id><updated>2012-01-07T03:46:43.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummertown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-8394716845161641872</id><published>2011-11-21T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:14:17.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Blogspot for Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this location and space has been great for the most part, I have found that tumblr is much easier to use, with a cleaner layout, and better interaction with people (which in the end is what we all as human beings are looking for, correct?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will no longer be posting to this blogspot address. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all future updates and matters personal, music, and Former Ghosts related - visit here for the time being -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freddyruppert.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://freddyruppert.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely and with Love,&lt;br /&gt;Freddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8690209981002579339-8394716845161641872?l=freddyruppert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/8394716845161641872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8690209981002579339&amp;postID=8394716845161641872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/8394716845161641872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/8394716845161641872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/2011/11/leaving-blogspot-for-tumblr.html' title='Leaving Blogspot for Tumblr'/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-2770647293578653805</id><published>2011-11-07T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T09:44:34.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I have not posted on here in a long time. &amp;nbsp;Forgive me. &amp;nbsp;I will start to post more regularly again as the recording for the next Former Ghosts record is continuing. &amp;nbsp;With the internet drastically effecting all of our attention spans I wonder if anyone ever even comes here anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to moving to Prague and getting married my life has been pretty busy and I have not had much time to post anything of interest here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in the process of recording the next Former Ghosts record. &amp;nbsp;This is the longest I have ever taken to write and record an album. &amp;nbsp;I am extremely excited about it. &amp;nbsp;As well as contributions from Nika, there are also contributions from Annie Lewandowski of Powerdove, as well as Carla Bozulich. &amp;nbsp;Carla just tracked her vocals for her song on the record and it gave me goosebumps. &amp;nbsp;She really went for it and it is really intense and I am excited to share this record with you. &amp;nbsp;It won't be out until sometime next year, but I am happy to say that I feel the most proud of this material out of all of the Former Ghosts recordings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a definite shift sound wise. &amp;nbsp;Expect 9 to 10 slow, long, super dark, textured songs. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing that traditionally resembles a single. &amp;nbsp;Nothing that is danceable. &amp;nbsp;It is a record for people that want to sit down with headphones, listen, and pay attention to a whole record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife tells me that is a very small amount of people now a days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that maybe that is just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8690209981002579339-2770647293578653805?l=freddyruppert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/2770647293578653805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8690209981002579339&amp;postID=2770647293578653805' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/2770647293578653805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/2770647293578653805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-i-have-not-posted-on-here-in-long.html' title=''/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-5400166935783382753</id><published>2011-09-12T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T04:23:05.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Former Ghosts - 90245 ft Annie Lewandowski</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://avalon-communications.com/images/el_segundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://avalon-communications.com/images/el_segundo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you might want to put on some headphones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F22865788"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F22865788" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/former-ghosts/90245-ft-annie-lewandowski"&gt;90245 (ft. Annie Lewandowski)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/former-ghosts"&gt;Former Ghosts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"Hey we used to be kings, remember?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Hey we used to be kings&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling blindly under street lamps&lt;br /&gt;Laughing to the worst inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;Sour faces sipping on the cheap stuff&lt;br /&gt;But people drift apart, you know?&lt;br /&gt;People get older, I'm getting older&lt;br /&gt;Just a shadow of my former self&lt;br /&gt;Just dragging my knuckles&lt;br /&gt;But I'm learning to drink alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to drink alone.&lt;br /&gt;I could even fail miserably&lt;br /&gt;This box that I built for myself&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, but maybe a slide into mediocrity&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that pace would work for me&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'll save it&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'll save it for-&lt;br /&gt;When we are both in the same town&lt;br /&gt;Playing catch up under street lamps&lt;br /&gt;We used to be the shining stars&lt;br /&gt;We used to be the shining stars of our resting parents&lt;br /&gt;Of our resting parents."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8690209981002579339-5400166935783382753?l=freddyruppert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/5400166935783382753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8690209981002579339&amp;postID=5400166935783382753' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/5400166935783382753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/5400166935783382753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/2011/09/former-ghosts-90245-ft-annie.html' title='Former Ghosts - 90245 ft Annie Lewandowski'/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-2036050815761840955</id><published>2011-06-16T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T04:08:33.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt Drawings remix of "For The Sake Of"</title><content type='html'>On June 20th I am releasing a solo record titled "Dove Hounds (American Tragedies)".&amp;nbsp; The single from the record "For The Sake Of" was already posted a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listen to and download a remix of "For The Sake Of" by Los Angeles producer Felt Drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F17277662"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F17277662" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/freddy-ruppert/fredddy-ruppert-for-the-sake"&gt;Fredddy Ruppert - For The Sake Of (FELT DRAWINGS REMIX)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/freddy-ruppert"&gt;Freddy Ruppert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.feltdrawings.com/"&gt;http://www.feltdrawings.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8690209981002579339-2036050815761840955?l=freddyruppert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/2036050815761840955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8690209981002579339&amp;postID=2036050815761840955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/2036050815761840955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/2036050815761840955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/2011/06/felt-drawings-remix-of-for-sake-of.html' title='Felt Drawings remix of &quot;For The Sake Of&quot;'/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-9211129375968497516</id><published>2011-05-13T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T07:38:27.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa Del Mirto "Just Promise"</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k0-gnx8x3LI" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the last European tour I met up with the guys behind the project Casa Del Mirto in Trento, Italy.  I recorded vocals for two of their songs to be featured on their next record.  This is the first disco inspired single called "Just Promise".  "Just Promise" is available from iTunes this coming Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8690209981002579339-9211129375968497516?l=freddyruppert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/9211129375968497516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8690209981002579339&amp;postID=9211129375968497516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/9211129375968497516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/9211129375968497516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/2011/05/casa-del-mirto-just-promise.html' title='Casa Del Mirto &quot;Just Promise&quot;'/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/k0-gnx8x3LI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-1435072494895710000</id><published>2010-06-16T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:48:11.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/TBkmrYtfQlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zMCKNhq8MtE/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483456548109763154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/TBkmrYtfQlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zMCKNhq8MtE/s320/mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today would have been my mom's birthday. It is a strange thing. I feel like it is something that never really gets easier. I mean, I come to terms with it and have an understanding of it, but it isn't something I'll ever get over. I think anyone that has ever lost a loved one knows this exact feeling. I feel like ever since my mom passed away I have felt an emptyness or void in my life that I am not quite sure how to repair. I'm not quite sure if that kind of thing ever really gets repaired. We were really close and I still often find myself wanting to tell her things or wanting her advice on things and then feeling totally at a loss because I don't have her to go to. In honor of her memory I just want to share a funny story about her. Ever since she passed away I seem to only vividly remember things towards the end of her life. People would always tell me with time I'll remember the earlier things but that still hasn't happened for me yet and I'm not sure if it ever well. When she was sick and doing chemotherapy and lot of her hair was starting to fall out she decided that she wanted to have a mohawk at least one time in her life. My brother and I loved this and thought it was hilarious. She always had a way of kind of making light of things or having a good sense of humor. So with some clippers we shaved her hair into a crazy mohawk and put it up with a bunch of hairspray and gel and dressed her up in an old Germs t-shirt that we had lying around with the sleeves cut off and a spiked bracelet. It was a really funny sight, and something I always remember about her and about how she always kept up a good spirit no matter how bad things were getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you mom, and happy birthday.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An older article I wrote about my mom and dad and love: &lt;a href="http://www.imposemagazine.com/features/freddy-ruppert-of-former-ghosts"&gt;http://www.imposemagazine.com/features/freddy-ruppert-of-former-ghosts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donate to the Cancer Wellness Community: &lt;a href="http://www.thewellnesscommunity.org/"&gt;http://www.thewellnesscommunity.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8690209981002579339-1435072494895710000?l=freddyruppert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/feeds/1435072494895710000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8690209981002579339&amp;postID=1435072494895710000' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/1435072494895710000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8690209981002579339/posts/default/1435072494895710000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freddyruppert.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>freddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11610620323306081959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/SxAzxapFDrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ybJbmU07sq4/S220/freddyclean.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRorxM-5M6g/TBkmrYtfQlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zMCKNhq8MtE/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690209981002579339.post-7849998298589646441</id><published>2010-02-07T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:24:09.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saints Win The Super Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Sport/Pix/pictures/2010/2/8/1265599392628/Super-Bowl-XLIV-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Sport/Pix/pictures/2010/2/8/1265599392628/Super-Bowl-XLIV-001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little, my brother and I would always watch football with my dad and mom.  My mom was born in Church Point, Louisiana, when she grew up she moved to New Orleans, and then finally to Los Angeles.  The Saints were her team and who she rooted for even though they were always, always, horrible.  The worst.  One Halloween when I wasn't sure what I wanted to be and needed a costume last minute my mom dressed me up as a Saints fan, aka the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aints&lt;/span&gt;.  This costume included wearing a paper bag over your head that said the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aints&lt;/span&gt; on it.  You could still be a Saints fan but you better wear a paper bag over your head because it was embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad called me early in the season and told me that the Saints were looking really good.  And I told him that's crazy.  Yet week after week he would call me and say the Saints won again.  Then my brother started calling me.  Then I started to pay attention.  Then I started to get excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the Super Bowl today with my dad and brother and a family friend of ours who was my mom's best friend whom she had met in New Orleans.  It was amazing.  None of us could believe what we were seeing.  My Aunt Bridgette called from Louisiana just screaming into the phone "We won!  We won!  We won!" Most of us were teary eyed as we also knew the special person that was missing from watching the game with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mom, your team won.  I wish you could have seen it.  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