picking up an order of 20 wings to enjoy during the draft, only to be set up for horrible disappointment.

After picking up said wings, I made my final stop at the local grocery store that carries the world's greatest ranch dressing. I'd eat it on flip flops and still enjoy the taste. Of course, they had run out of the ranch, so I was left no options but to use Hidden Valley.

Tunsil had a rough night, but mine was much more devastating.