TBH – if Dough-boy visited Portland, I fear he might put on 50lbs for each day he was there because of the ridiculous eater scene. Admit it – he would get into so much gastronomic mischief there. But having said this, Portland also boasts a burgeoning “microgym scene” (if you can call it that) that could potentially keep his fupa in check. He would still be able to hit the stationary bike, as per usual, except maybe it would be at BikeBar where he could guzzle microbrew AND generate power for the facility at the same time.

Maybe we should page his agent.

My favorite coach is getting better by the day. I love how people are freaked out by his attire and his fugly facial tics. It’s perfect!!! I haven’t decided if he was dropped on his head too many times as a child or perhaps Asperger’d out eating a ribeye too many at the Ruths Chris down the street from the HP a few years back… Regardless, he’s awesomely weird and I can’t get enough of him. 🙂