It was neck and neck last night coming down the stretch, with the Gentleman Callers acing the second half of trivia to literally win the laurels by a nose. And by literally, I mean metaphorically.
They know their stuff--as long as their "stuff" includes poles and Zubaz and makeup.
They complained briefly about the size of the runner-up team, The Pork Barrelers:
To be fair, that guy in the back right isn't on the team. Here's a better photo:
Unfortunately it doesn't include all of them, shockingly. I know I've said it before, but I'm going to start handicapping this megateams. Really, I am. They've gotten away with it this long only because I'm a terrible pushover. But those days are over! Right, Homeless Abe Lincoln?
They tried to weasel their way into first place last week by complaining that the Bee Gees were A. Australian, and B. Had not one #1 hit but 2. Nevermind the fact that they were right; I held my ground. And this week they fell all the way to third place. So now we know what happens when you challenge the authority of the Quizmaster.
There you have it! See you next Tuesday.