Poor Charles


Losing a bet is one thing.

Losing a bet to a guy who never stops talking trash is just plain miserable.

Poor Chuck.

On his 51st birthday, no less, he invited us to dinner to pay off the season-long NFL bet.

From what I gather Chuck led all season long, only to be overtaken late...

...and there was a price to pay.

We gathered at the Dinosaur BBQ in downtown Buffalo to even things up.

Chuck, Corinne, Me and Sam...

...but there was an added delight:


Jake came along as well.

Now you might remember that Jake took me to the woodshed this year at Red Lobster.

He wanted in on this free meal because...

...my boys love their aunts and uncles.

Corinne and Chuck really make them laugh.

So we ordered.

I went with the brisket, ribs and spicy shrimp.

We also had a platter of fried green tomatoes, some wings, and assorted other BBQ items.

Every bite of food was great.

Sam chided (Hi Kim) Chuck at every turn.

We laughed, ate and when the bill came, Chuck made the face that's shown in the above photo.

The tally now stands at Sam 3 Chuck 1.

We've had a blast all 4 times!

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