FOXBOROUGH -- Jon Kitna's mouth just about drooped off his chin. He appeared to be wearing "Vacancy" signs for eyes, though it was impossible to tell for sure because they were enshrouded by fog. His posture was agonizingly erect, as if he were trying to bear the unbearable. (Full article: 765 words)

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