(I’ll show you, Nick. Sober Molly keeps Drunk Molly’s promises!)
Peter and I were against each other in round two. I was trailing by maybe 15-16 points going into the final hand, whereas Peter had maybe 5 points to go to win. Peter dealt, his crib, I play. I manage to peg an incredible 13 points in mere gameplay, Peter pegs up to ONE POINT from a win. It’s my count first, and I am totally going to pass the finish because I have a doubled run. BUT THEN PETER GETS LAST CARD and wins!
Game of my life. I’m telling you.