Whit

That was beyond crack, whatever's beyond crack, because I've never seen...

two teams play less defense.

At one point, there was a 2-on-0 goal for the Wild shorthanded by Foligno, who I think didn't score for 50 games this year, and he looked like he had 50 on that move, but the Wild coming back down from down 3-0

taking the lead, all of a sudden it's 5-5, and losing that game, that to me is like, oh, no, man, if they couldn't get that one, if they couldn't pull their goalie at some point in that game, which is the one question I have, like, how does Wallstead not get the hook in that game?

But Makar, who leaves on one of the funniest-looking hits I've ever seen, his foot was above the glass after Foligno ran him over, he leaves, then comes back, looks like he's completely mangled doing his little test spin, then we get a video of him

rubbing something on his hip where everyone thought it was the ankle.

Well, no, it's probably the hip.

But then he just dominated moving forward.

And while Quinn Hughes was probably the best player on the ice, maybe right there, the Wilds still got trucked 9-6.

I don't know who wants to take it.

Biz, you were on the broadcast.

What did you see?

No, it's us.

What is it for Clattenburg, Clattenburg, is it is it Clattenburg Gatlinburg.

What a goal.

Connor Klatenberg?

No, no, no, no.

I'm thinking of someone else.

I was rattled.

I was like, no, no, no.