Guess nobody told him that a polite tap on the shoulder is not the way to break up a pseudo-brawl. Laterrian has the guts to actually get between them, but fares no better. This woman takes charge in no uncertain terms. First she runs James off, then shoves Syrus back across the field like she was born to the task. For a minute there it looked like she was going to sit them down for a 10 minute time out.
Mission ends - no one gets the money.
All that build up last week for a fight that ends in less time than it takes to pop open a can of Citra. Let the whining commence. Laterrian is baffled about how his team can take losing so well, although he doesn t seem to be as concerned as one might expect. Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that he is sitting on a bench with one arm around Rebecca and the other around Michelle. Susie is bitter because the Road Fools suck at everything.