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Ko-Be! Ko-Be!

The chants rained down from the cheap -- well, cheaper, seats -- last night when the other Kobe, Coby Karl, stepped to the free throw line. It was followed up with a few chants of "M-V-P"
How did the atmosphere compare with the D-Fenders' nailbiter a few hours earlier?
``One is non-existant,'' Karl said. ``Then it's like an active volcano.''

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