I think I’ve mentioned before that Jake loves him some Jeopardy. Yes, as in Alex Trebec and the three people who make you realize what the other college kids were doing while you improved your beer bong speed.
Well, we recently decided to make the 30-minute trivia show a little more interesting. We’ve gone from spectators to contestants — both in our heads and in our living room. At first we were just keeping our personal scores with the fingers on our hands, but after a call even more controversial than Jim Joyce’s, we’ve now incorporated pads of paper and pens.
It happened on day three of competing. First, you should know that this isn’t a friendly little competition. In fact, Jake wouldn’t even let me write this here blog until he tied the series, 2-2. Where my fiancé is concerned, competitions of any kind are about as friendly as the city of Cleveland was with #23 Cavs jerseys last Thursday. And, he can turn ANYTHING into a competition. Getting the mail, brushing your teeth, driving to work, sweeping the floor — all of it has a stop watch and a finish line in Jake’s mind.
But, back to day three of the competition. We were neck and neck for about five seconds until Jake took a good lead and hung onto it. In case I should forget, he reminded me between every commercial with an “X is going to lose” song. God forbid the song wasn’t enough to unnerve me, he added a dance, too.
Well, guess who whooped ass during Double Jeopardy to make it a one-point game? Yes indeedy, it was the namesake of my singer-songwriter-dancer fiance’s hit song!
Needless to say, the next commercial break went a little differently. No songs, no dances, just challenges. He was challenging my score. There’s no way I could be one point behind him when he was so far ahead. How did he know my score was valid? And on and on and on.
It only got worse after I won Final Jeopardy. To the point it was starting to get to me. To the point I had to redeem my good name. To the point I was willing to take great lengths.
Folks, prepare to look at Jake and I a little differently because, um, well … we did a recount. We took advantage of the DVR, rewound the entire episode and went through every answer one-by-one until the truth was revealed.
Turned out Jake was right: I wasn’t completely accurate with my score. This girl had one more point than she originally gave herself credit for. Put that in your song and do a dance to it!
He says I’m just as competitive for going through with his suggestion to rewind, but that’s easy for him to say. He wasn’t being called a cheater. Seriously, does this not take the cake for competitiveness?