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"Hey, uh, Joe, y'ever realize something strange about this, I mean beyond the fact we got taken away from Earth and we seem to be involved in some sort of intergalaxy conflict and play a key role by providing baseball entertainment to the universe?"
Joe looked up, scratched at the stubble on his cheeks. "Something strange beyond that?" Joe raised his right eyebrow.
"Well yeah, beyond the fact how the aliens say they will provide us with a draft class each year of 160 players plucked from Earth, whereever it may be from us at this point?"
"Beyond that?" asked Joe.
"Well beyond the fact that they cloned a whole lot of regular sorts, like how I'm Joe 2.0 and you're Original Joe, in order to correctly scale the market sizes they said..."
"I must say it was pretty weird when I met you, myself, I mean you, oh I don't know. What the hell are you going on about?"
"Joe, this whole year, this whole first season, there wasn't a single rainout."
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