Doc's the only cupcake left. We were trying to eat them strategically, so I saved Doc until the end, thinking he'd need some late-game cupcake-voodoo, but by the time it was time to eat him, my stomach was not right. Mostly from the tension of the comeback, but also from the other 6 cupcakes I'd devoured.
Turns out he didn't need it. I was breathing huge sighs of relief when we were up three and he had Pierce foul Lewis. Go C's!! Hope we can end it tomorrow night in 6.