"Give me an H" (Crowd: "H!") "Give me a

"Give me an H" (Crowd: "H!") "Give me a P" (Crowd: "P") Give me an "S" (Crowd: "S") What's that spell? (Crowd: "HhhhPpppSsss!")

"Go Hhhhpppsss, go!" And here we are! The final showdown of this amazing season, which of these two teams will take the cup home? Will it be newcomers HhhhPpppSsss or 35 times winn

dangerous just being in the stands. The gates were still letting more people into the stadium and people at the front were beginning to get crushed

because Aerosmith was taking the stage. Steven Tyler was pumped. His lip yoga had gone well. He wrapped a bandana around his mic stand and shouted "Dude looks like a

10 to me, I rock & roll both ways." He folded his lip yoga mat/napkin and dove into the crowd. None of the men caught him, but Steven Tyler refused to give up.

He insisted on taking five sleeping pills in a desperate attempt to resussitate his most famous music.

As he fell into a drug-induced slumber, the music came to him again in a dream. He struggled with consciousness in an attempt to transpose it to paper, but could not awaken. All he

managed to scribble down, was nonsense. The drugs took him deeper into unconsciousness as he drew in his last breath. Vomit filled his mouth.

Grimes played in the background awaiting her turn. She ran around him in circles growing wider and wider until she ran off the edge of the world. Even then she kept running.