Tyce Peterson was swarmed by a mob of white Oregon State baseball uniforms, had his jersey ripped open and was doused with two buckets of ice-cold Gatorade.
And as he soaked within the second, with teammates chest-bumping, high-fiving and bouncing up and down, phrases eluded him. So Peterson simply let loose a euphoric scream.
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