And then there were 8. Feez takes down Wally world, which is way less satisfying since he doesn’t get on here to talk shit. Shawn keeps the family alive by winning the Shawn/Sean battle. Sorry Sean, but your name is misspelled. Dustin somehow wins again. Dan takes a tough loss. He should have known better than to schedule a wedding during DL season. Fool. On the bright side, the wedding was a damn blast and had several degenerates there, anxiously checking their phones for scores in a whiskey haze. Lennon is in Vegas right meow, so we should probably have him walk into a sportsbook and just bet every one of our sheets, right? Congrats, you dirty, west-river ginger.