Jesus Christ, Phil! You can’t just chug like an entire Powerade in one breath, that’s how you cramp up bro. He straight up inhales that thing, like I’m pretty sure it all ended up in his lungs. No swallowing, no spilling, just a cavernous mouth inhaling a bottle of Powerade. I usually save electrolyte chugs like that for a Saturday morning, but I guess things are a bit different for Phil. When you’re an Olympic athlete you chug Powerade for strength, like Popeye, rather than for the ability to stand-up without being the most hungover person in the world.