So I've been listenting to SomaCow since there were only two digits in the episode number. Just to break down the fourth wall, I send the occasional emails to the guys. Yes, they don't bite, unless you put your hand in between Geoff and some beefs.
And while I truly love these guys like brothers, I can also dish it out. It all started with J claiming there is no chocolate in tootsie rolls. I came out guns blazing. Then I realized that J just has his head up his ass and spews nonsense on a weekly basis, and it's up to us to find his bullshit fact of the week.
So since I live in the the Small Wonder, aka Delaware, I was not in town when the CFTR came about. But in among all the events going on, Ross claimed he could outrun anybody, anywhere. Like he's the 2nd coming of Jessee Owens. Just more fuel for our fun little rivalry. So I called him out. Let's take this to the next level. Forget the 0.05K, let's bump it up to 5K. Hell, doesn't this fit in with the 1000 lb. challenge? (Yes, I don't forget bits.)
Words were exchanged, and I did the Bobby Flay Throwdown, well, without showing up in person. Find a sanctioned race, and the fastest time wins. We both found one this past weekend. Results have not been released.
Exact terms of the bet could not be finalized. I said I could send down local Philly favorites, Tastykakes and Wawa coffee, but Ross is of the school that Tastykakes are a so-called inferior product. (Gee, less preservatives are a bad thing?) And he'll just salt the Wawa dark roast. (Yes, I haven't forgotten that one either. I could be an unofficial show historian.) AND he said that nobody does food bets any more. Well, all mayors/governors do, except for his con mayor.
Mickey suggested loser leaves twitter, but Ross quits twitter all the time, and he's back within days. Just like somebody trying to quit smoking.
Although I cannot find in my notes, I think t-shirts or the touristy souvenirs of the like would work. I think it was mentioned on the show that you can hit the 10/$1 t-shirt store and send up all kinds of junk.
Now while Ross quits on twitter all the time, I've embraced it, to the extent that I found my 5K via twitter. Dogfish Head Beer had a 5K in Slower Lower Delaware, and free beer at the finish line. Perfect for me.
Ross asked for an on-air apology from me if I were to lose, but I doubt that will happen.
So, Ross, my friend, any comments before we exchange times?
