He was standing too close, breathing right into Casey's face.

And it would stand, more than centuries into the future.

"You could stand there the rest of your life and not chip it into the hole."

The 1-0 score stood until well into the second half.

It was hard to stand and watch her walk into the tunnel.

He stood slowly, so as not to bang into her.

For several moments they simply stood and gazed into each other's eyes.

Standing with feet together, press hands into prayer position at center of chest.

He wasn't about to stand and peer into a window.

He stood and watched her move away into the crowd.