Three-thirteen. Four-twenty-five. Six-fifty-nine. I’ve repeated those three numbers to myself like a mantra. Years go by, and still I remember them, in sequence, whenever prompted. Alone, they stand impressive, but together, they stand immortal. Funnily enough, that’s what makes them so tragic. I didn’t fully comprehend what I was seeing in 2006 when I watched…
Why not all sixth-place teams are equally out of the race.