Second place in trivia tonight. The fourth quarter was all Star Wars questions, and we got them all right. The final question? “What does ‘Vader’ translate as in Dutch?” (Come on, don’t disappoint the linguist in me… you do know it, right?) If I remember correctly, we were down by 9 points going into the final question. We wagered 20 - but it wasn’t enough. One of our rivals, Bus Huggers, won by 3 points.
Now, I’m not going to name names or point fingers; we don’t need any division within the team. But, if we had wagered 8 points on the question “What fast food restaurant menu item has the most calories?”, instead of 4 points, we would’ve been able to take first place. Instead, we wagered 4, got it right (the answer, obviously, is Hardee’s Monster Thickburger), and then got our 8 point question wrong. We came down to 4 points on the burger one because of one dissenting voice in the group. I was pretty damn vehement about it but I guess I wasn’t vehement enough. I should’ve played the WebMD card a little harder (we did a story about the Monster Thickburger a few months ago).
Oh well, there’s always next week…
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Yeah, the last questions are really too easy. Some of the actual in-game trivia is pretty damn obscure, and then we get “What is the London Eye?” and “What does Vader mean in Dutch?” Please. The Bank Americard thing was way harder.
It’s weird, he seems to go in phases with the final questions… they’ll be of an appropriate difficulty level for a few weeks (exhibit A: Bank Americard) and then he’ll throw in some give-aways for a few weeks. Who can say why?
You guys must’ve left fast after trivia ended; I was all ready to come over and socialize, but your tabled was deserted. How sad…
Eh. With the Bus Huggers seated so close to us and Seat Of Our Pants en route to congratulate them with their time-honored Huddle House treatment, we felt it best to head on home. Furthermore, we were just terrifically tired.
Ha! Good point. During one of the point updates, I saw That Weird Guy clapping furiously when it was announced that Bus Huggers were in the lead. Sure, his own team may be trailing miserably, but he seems to feel a kind of unity with any team that’s not the Olsen Twins.
F-r-ea-k, F-r-ea-k, F-r-ea-k, and freako was his name-o.
Somebody get that guy some valium. Xanax. Something.
There’s a bizarre strain of humanity in that place.
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