At the very start of a match on King’s Row, I took down like half the opposing team:
My team ultimately won, and who got Play of the Game? Fucking Junkrat, of COURSE, for throwing his stupid tire into a big group of opponents at the final checkpoint. No love for me and my Reinhardt, because of course there wasn’t.
Whatever. I’m not making a big thing out of it. It’s fine.
It’s totally fine.