goodbuddiesbbq
is one Smokin' Farker
- Joined
- Nov 24, 2009
- Location
- Cleveland, Ohio
We are going to start the trend...as promised.
Backyard Grand Championship = Going to the Pro Side
To Rub Me Tender, I leave to you my calf muscles...it is hard work walking up to the stage five times in one contest. If I had those shoes that Coach K use to try and sell that guaranteed 14" on your vertical leap, I would be able to dunk on a 9 foot rim (or at least slap the backboard).
To Fatt Ashes, I leave to you my mechanic/dad strong hands to better assist you in holding all of the trophies that I'm leaving behind. I stopped by the Dade City temp agency on the way in on Saturday for some hired hands to carry all of the hardware.
To PT's Sweet Heat, I leave to you my sun screen...I know it was hot outside the trophy tent...that's why I was going for cover (5 times). I used an SPF 15 and have the nicest boy band tan you have ever seen. The Carter Twins have nothing on me!
To Buttweiser, I leave my place next to the stage...Out of fairness to everybody at the event I get nice and close. There were a few people that had a long drive and there was no sense on making them wait for the obvious. My precall ritual is as follows: 1. Bring sillouette to award show and stand behind it. 2. Get a call (5 times in one contest is preferred). 3. Behind the sillouette do the Arsenio Hall fist pump. 4. Walk to the stage pointing at the guy you cooked next to. 5. Accept the trophy and strike a pose somewhere between jail-style and "this is an everyday thing-style) 5. Take the picture (eventhough they don't put backyard pictures up). 6. Walk back to your spot, but exit through the back of the stage (ala The Carter Twins...those guys were good).
To Heavenly Hog, this post is only for closers (Glen Abbey reference)! What happened?
To everybody wondering...I took my $250 and took the Carter Twins out for a night in Dade City. Zima's with jolly ranchers on ice all night long, Lionel Ritchie-style. Those boys can sing, party, and drink (triple threats).
In closing, I'm trying out a few signature catch phrases for big calls. Phone voting is open until 11pm (pacific time). You can only vote from a cell phone. You can only vote one time. Text your favorite to #GBBBQ
1. "Dade City...I'm in and you're out!...(drop mic and do the Eddie Murphy from Coming to America walk off stage). When the MC of the event goes to the pick the mic up, kick dirt on it.
2. "This is one of those competitions that a lot of teams could have won...if they could out cook me (have cigar in hand and give the Hannibal from A-Team stare and puff like when he says "I love it when a plan comes together.)"
3. "Dade City...I bet you all came to see G-O-O-D and all his Buddies (ala Kid-n-Play)." Then close with a 275 lb man hitting the hold your foot and jump over it move, not sure what that is called (ala Kid-n-Play).
To really close this time, I couldn't have won this thing without all of you guys showing up this week. I mean that...Thanks!
K.I.T.
Joel Vann
863-221-8144 (standard text rates apply)
Backyard Grand Championship = Going to the Pro Side
To Rub Me Tender, I leave to you my calf muscles...it is hard work walking up to the stage five times in one contest. If I had those shoes that Coach K use to try and sell that guaranteed 14" on your vertical leap, I would be able to dunk on a 9 foot rim (or at least slap the backboard).
To Fatt Ashes, I leave to you my mechanic/dad strong hands to better assist you in holding all of the trophies that I'm leaving behind. I stopped by the Dade City temp agency on the way in on Saturday for some hired hands to carry all of the hardware.
To PT's Sweet Heat, I leave to you my sun screen...I know it was hot outside the trophy tent...that's why I was going for cover (5 times). I used an SPF 15 and have the nicest boy band tan you have ever seen. The Carter Twins have nothing on me!
To Buttweiser, I leave my place next to the stage...Out of fairness to everybody at the event I get nice and close. There were a few people that had a long drive and there was no sense on making them wait for the obvious. My precall ritual is as follows: 1. Bring sillouette to award show and stand behind it. 2. Get a call (5 times in one contest is preferred). 3. Behind the sillouette do the Arsenio Hall fist pump. 4. Walk to the stage pointing at the guy you cooked next to. 5. Accept the trophy and strike a pose somewhere between jail-style and "this is an everyday thing-style) 5. Take the picture (eventhough they don't put backyard pictures up). 6. Walk back to your spot, but exit through the back of the stage (ala The Carter Twins...those guys were good).
To Heavenly Hog, this post is only for closers (Glen Abbey reference)! What happened?
To everybody wondering...I took my $250 and took the Carter Twins out for a night in Dade City. Zima's with jolly ranchers on ice all night long, Lionel Ritchie-style. Those boys can sing, party, and drink (triple threats).
In closing, I'm trying out a few signature catch phrases for big calls. Phone voting is open until 11pm (pacific time). You can only vote from a cell phone. You can only vote one time. Text your favorite to #GBBBQ
1. "Dade City...I'm in and you're out!...(drop mic and do the Eddie Murphy from Coming to America walk off stage). When the MC of the event goes to the pick the mic up, kick dirt on it.
2. "This is one of those competitions that a lot of teams could have won...if they could out cook me (have cigar in hand and give the Hannibal from A-Team stare and puff like when he says "I love it when a plan comes together.)"
3. "Dade City...I bet you all came to see G-O-O-D and all his Buddies (ala Kid-n-Play)." Then close with a 275 lb man hitting the hold your foot and jump over it move, not sure what that is called (ala Kid-n-Play).
To really close this time, I couldn't have won this thing without all of you guys showing up this week. I mean that...Thanks!
K.I.T.
Joel Vann
863-221-8144 (standard text rates apply)
