WFA and softball may be defunct, but we've got different kind of internal sports competition.

Bruin here as Craig continues to call you guys out for too much golf talk here on the show,

as well as talking some smack that he and his son, Sonny, could beat the two of you in a match,

more specifically that Craig would apparently wipe the floor with Gio.

I said it wouldn't be fair if we played them, because while Sonny and Boomer would be pretty close, and I give the edge to Boomer by a couple strokes for sure, me versus Gio is non-competitive. I'm a three-handicalf. Like, what do you want me to do? Good. Bogie holes on purpose to make him feel good about himself, and I know he loves golf, but I'm also a competitive guy.

Sure.

All right, McBanel, sure.

Oh, good.

Since he's his three handicapped.

How many strokes are you getting then?

I'll be 14.

Okay, perfect.

Yeah.

So you guys doubted that he would bite and walk the walk?

Well, apparently not.

And if those guys are willing to embarrass themselves and report the results of said tournament

on the air, well, then I'm your Huckleberry boys.

Oh, you've accepted the challenge.

I'm your Huckleberry boys.

Oh, this is going to be great.

If you want some smoke, I got it for you, baby. Now he, of course, made it clear no gambling or wagering allowed. Of course, yes, we know. He doesn't do that anymore. Other than that, let's go. Here's what I'll say. We'll pick a day this summer. You can tell me the course. You tell me the time. And it's on. I like donkey gone.

I don't back away from a challenge.

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