He’s been written off as finished by some fans, but considering Marc Pouliot is two months shy of his 23rd birthday, is it a stretch to suggest he’s just getting started?
I laughed. I cried. It gave me the best feeling I’ve ever had on a Saturday afternoon (except that time I saw a matinee of a generic, non-descript Jason Statham movie but that’s between Mr Statham and I).
Those of you who know how we roll at the Nation know that we ghost ride the whip anytime anything good happens round these parts.