The Queen Bee's of Spelling

At least for tonight you do! With all of Downtown San Jose on a Memorial Day Bender/Hangover, the Brit looked a lot like the John Carter premiere. But for those four teams that did make it out, well they made it an instant classic for Pub Quizzing. Like I said, we had four truly great teams that all had something to prove. The Village Idiots were making yet another appearance at the Brit where they have lived Charles Dickens- The Best of Times and The Worst of Times. More worst of times once the challenge question is announced. They were followed by Where The Hell is Mary an homage to their fallen partner who could not make it out for the festivities. WTHIM was all about proving they didn’t need their recent college grad and that they could win it more to spite her than in spite of her. Yes, bitterness reigns at the Brit. Then we had last weeks champs in Fortius. Fortius has laid claim to being one of the strongest teams to hit the Quiz scene, but they don’t want to be just some team, they want to be the team. They want to go on a UCLA/Celtics/Yankees type domination all on the competition. Lastly, was Peggy Sue plus one, a new comer to the Brit and a talented group that showed real promise right out of the gate by nabbing Bingo winner honors. It looked like the Brit was making way for some new blood.

Yet, Pub Quiz is as tough as spelling or hawking out phlegm. So on this roller coaster ride through each round, we continued to have each team battle, claw, scrap, and fight for the Brit Belt. Yep, it went cage match style. And as the third round closed it looked like WTHIM, coming off a brilliant and arrogant performance in the game of arrogance, was going to cruise to the title. Then spelling happened.

Yep, armed with words I couldn’t pronounce, let alone spell, I challenged each team to fight the good fight and try to spell. Now let me tell you this- iphones and computers have truly screwed with peoples spelling. We had contestants have to go old school and sound out words while air writing the words to try and figure out the word. We even had psyche outs of the years when teams would yell out that words like embarrass and pharmaceutical, words that I just misspelled, were easy. Not so when you stand in front of a crowd (yeah 16 people is a crowd) and have them all looking at you. I can barely speak and I have a script in front of me. Anyway, a few teams were able to claw back based on some sweet spelling and with the final question looming only 18 points separated the top from the bottom.

Then it happened. The bonus question. the natives got to the bar first, told me they were going to win, and when they did they would name me the chief idiot of the village idiots. I will always be the Chief Idiot. Thanks and congratulations to the newly crowned champiosn- The Village Idiots. All Hail the Queens.

Now, in your honor, here are these lyrics to the championship song. Enjoy!!!!

When you’re sliding into first
And your pants begin to burst
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

When you’re sliding into two
And your pants are filled with goo
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

When you’re sliding into third
And you feel a greasy turd
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

When you’re sliding into home
And your pants are filled with foam
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea