Last week I posted a video of Joey Chestnut and yours truly drinking beer irresponsibly fast during our head-to-head beer-chugging contest. I emerged victorious by the narrowest of margins, finishing a full pitcher of cold beer in 9.9 seconds. Then a few days later, I posted another beer-chugging video, this one from my 30th birthday celebration.
Then today Joey Chestnut commented on my birthday post.
I was skeptical that it was actually Joey who left the comment, so I shot him a text message: "Was that you or an impostor who left a comment on my blog about a rematch for the beer chug? Either way, let's do it soon."
Joey's response: "It was me. Let's put something together. Happy birthday (late). That video sure did get posted in a lot of places... I have been asked about it too much."
Stay tuned, folks. I have a feeling I'm about to be destroyed. There is no more sneaking up on America's the world's most celebrated eater. He's going to be ready for me, and that does not bode well for my chances. The only way I could improve on 9.9 seconds would be to drink warm beer, which goes down more easily than the cold beer we drank. But even then, I'm not sure it would make much of a difference. I drank the race of my life. That was my Usain Bolt moment. I'll enjoy the title while it lasts, but I have a feeling the next time Joey and I are in the same room, I'll be handing him the beer-drinking crown. Dewey vs. Joey
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Yeah, you're toast.
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