Backseat champ, no not like that, pervs

This past weekend I went to defend my hard fought title at the Quiz Box (4th Friday every month at the Backstage Bistro – shameless plug in first sentence).  I am happy to announce that I was able to overcome a ferocious competition to win.  The first time, I won largely on my correct answers; this time more my humor.  So I getting dumber, but possibly funnier.  I don’t know how I feel about that.

It was a great show and a ton of fun, plus co-host and world famous scorekeeper Nickey Winkelman managed to reveal her pregnancy via an Erik Tait question.  It was quite the surprise (good surprise, not oh crap I’m pregnant bad surprise) and made a show no one will forget.  It may have pushed me out of the limelight just a bit, but hey, I’m used to it.  When you’re single, people ask, “What’s new with you?”  Married?  “How’s your wife?
Kids?  “How are your kids?”  Then, “How’s your wife doing?”  Part of the routine, plus apparently, people care about boxing again to two minutes, so ESPN didn’t even cover my moment either.  Stupid Mayweather/McGregor.  Anyhoo, we took a picture afterwards.

“Who’s pregnant? Fat dad bod guy? HAHAHA, mock ol’ fatty!”

SEE WHAT YOU MISS WHEN YOU STAY AT HOME AND MISS MY SHOWS?  CHAMPIONSHIP DEFENSES AND PREGGERS NEWS!  HOW MUCH DID YOU PAY TO WATCH FLOYD MAYWEATHER?  DID HE GET PREGGERS?  NO?  THEN YOU DONE MESSED UP SON.  (That came off aggressive.  Good.)