Brighter Than
the Score

Rytas versus Žalgiris, 5th game of the finals. Smoke drifted, flags cut the air, voices kept rising. I wasn’t outside — I was inside the pulse of the moment. I followed what numbers could never hold: the stubborn fire of faith that outlives the final whistle.

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