You think the gods of this game have a soft spot

for those pretty hazel eyes?

It's here and it's gone, boy.

One minute you're in the dance, but the next you're on the Timber Wolves.

And you're stuck praying for ping pong balls

for the rest of your forgotten career.

The Wizards are getting stronger!

John Wall is no longer a boy.

And they're coming for our rings.

You're the best player in Boros,

and you're afraid of some scrubs from Washingvale?

Dynasties fall, Lord Riley.

Ah, dynasties fall. But you're forgetting one thing.

We have dragons!

(roaring)

Barneese, Maister Cole said I'm out for the season.

What if I never play again?

Boozer.

As the trade stipulates, you must sate one of my daughters.

My daughter Jody, my daughter Jordan,

my daughter Chris or my daughter Weasley.

It's Wesley.

Shut up!

I saw him with me own eyes!

- Russel? - They're coming!

Russel! Calm down. Who's coming?

The Spurs.

(roaring)

GAME OF ZONES