Well, at least a point.
And never give up hope down by two with five minutes left. Even if you think you're prescient enough to predict what shift Evan Rodrigues will score on.
Apparently most of you don't know what is for sale at a convenience store. I wanted cough drops, not tacos!
Aaaaand we have a steaming hot take about Rodrigues for captain.
I gladly will do it. I'll even pay out-of-pocket for the inevitable hospital visit after. Maybe Woody or Brawndo can hook me up with a gastric discount or something.