Thursday, December 04, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
brain. Let me clarify, since my second Wing Bowl stunt I've wanted
nothing more than to try and break good ole Dale Boone's pork and bean
record. Not because I don't like Dale (even though I don't), not to
wipe his name from any record the IFOCE recognizes (I eventually
will). But because I really like the idea of trying to put my name
next to a record. Something I could tell my Grand kids about...
Next Wednesday at 8:00 I will get a chance to break his record, on a local
Philadelphia radio show. The Preston and Steve show on 93.3 wmmr, will have Steakbellie and myself in the studio to attempt this and another stunt (I will not divulge Steakbellies stunt). I have tried to contact Dale to let him know I would be attempting his record, I'm not even sure why I tried. But it just felt like the right thing to do, like when you ask a woman's father for her hand in marriage. Maybe I'm looking into this more than I need to. Unfortunately and I assume par for the course I got no reply from him, I'm sure I'll hear a bunch of crap after from him, which reminds me why I want to remove his name from the record books and the black mark he has left on more than one Competitive eating group.
I can not express how excited and nervous I am about getting this chance. But with a little luck and a few more good training runs, I'll be one step closer to having a great story to tell my Grand kids....
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
QVC was lined up perfect for me, it was like it was written in the stars. Unfortunately no one told Pat that. This was the first time I have done an event at QVC. The conditions, atmosphere and crowd are all perfect to try and put a good number. As George called us to the stage, I was surprised that Pat was called earlier than I though he should. which left USMale on my direct left and Flash Gordon next to him. On my right was Paul “Buffet Buster” Sakelarides followed by steakbellie then Pat. I got off to a good start, the AC made the dogs a litle cold but was great for keeping the meatsweats at bay until a little later in the contest. I tried to focus on my plates and my numbers, but I would hear how Flash Gordon and Pat were neck and neck , I knew I was 2 meats ahead of them. With just under a minute left I cleared and got another down putting me @ 21 an putting me even or a head of Flash, not sure where Philbin was. With 5 seconds left I stuffed one more taking it to 22. I looked left at Flashes plate and knew I had beat him, some relief there. I turn around to look at Pat's number his counter has him @ 22, suddenly panic, "Shit overtime" immediately goes in my head. I look over to steakbellie and show him 22 w/ my fingers. Yet I see no look of excitement for me...I gaze just past him to see Pat's plate, and I know why. There sits the lonely half of a dog that is stopping me from Conney Island. In my head I scream "FUCK"...I wanted this, I really did. 4 inches of dog, I had room for that...I was just beaten that day. Pat was the better eater and the smarter eater that day.
So now that I was man handled by Booker in Camden and Juliet in Pittsburgh. Then out smarted by Pat at QVC...Most would say wait until next year...With big boasts of comebacks and bigger numbers and smarter runs. But I say, we will have see what the future brings, w/ a little luck and hard work maybe I will finally see the stage at Conney, and not just on TV or from a distance. Maybe family pressure w/ bring it all to an end, who knows. I sure don't...
To all of you who made it this year a heart felt congratulations, it's a lot of work and dedication to get where you are and you all deserve every bit of it.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The fence was too high to see over, but I saw a little gap in the planks and looked through to see what was going on.
Someone poked me in the eye with a stick.
Then they all started shouting '14....14....14'...
Monday, April 21, 2008
Can I improve another 10 dogs (9.5, but who's counting)???
Am I/will I be ready???
Is this my year???
A lot of thought went into these questions as I guess any eater has to answer the man in the mirrors questions...
Can I improve by 10? Why the hell can't I. I'm a better eater now than a year ago, I'm smarter and i know my body and it's limits intimately.
Am I/will I be ready??? If not now then when?!?!?
Is this my year??? Every year is my year...it's what I do w/ it. Whispers of Juris, Shredder, Stekbellie or Arturo. Their numbers mean nothing if I can't make my own number, a number to beat...and that all depends on me and me alone. We all get so damn caught up in speculation of what someone might do...we forget what we need to do.
My destiny is my own and can never be shaped or swayed by anothers obstacles...Only my own...