O Lord, we beseech thee in our time of need. Pour out your wrath upon the players and coaches that acknowledge you not
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Look toward me, and have pity on me,
for I am alone and afflicted.
Relieve the troubles of my bracket,
and bring me out of my distress.
Put an end to my affliction and my suffering,
and take away all my wrong upset predictions.
Behold, my enemies are many,
and they hate me violently.
Preserve my life, and rescue me;
let me not be put to shame, for I take refuge in you and your most humble servant, Dick Vitale.
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