It was 227, that wrap around layup made it 229 with nothing left on the clock.
Then Mike Breen says "they're waving it off"
And I doubled down on that bet too, as I (oops, I mean Tessie Dog) are in the middle of a heater that comes around maybe twice a year.
And I was like "no, there was 0.02 left when it went in"
So I have the ash tray cocked in my hand, ready to hurl it, the Breen says "it's good, count it"