Yardbarker: PBandJC

A recent training run for the 4th of July

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 15:16:02 -0500

One of my last practices before Coney Island. -PDDB

Physically and Psychologically Ready

Fri, 27 Jun 2008 12:01:39 -0500

Barkers!!! I am back in the yard and hungry. A couple of days ago I was lucky enough to eat in front of a large audience at an event called Hooterpalooza… and yes, there were many Hooter girls. The 4th of July is around the corner and I have been pushing my body several times a week with hotdogs. This event was a great chance for me to practice getting into a rhythm while being surrounded by distractions (hot girls, goofy announcers, slow eaters). The hot dogs were good and the crowd was great. My performance was okay… I ended up eating 43 dogs in 8 minutes… 43 is a considerable amount less than I wanted to do. I do know why my numbers were low and I am doing everything in my power to correct the issues before the big show on the 4th. Overall, it was a great event I and I will not turn down any future opportunities to attend a Hooter's party. The 4th of July is going to be intense…The crazy little man from Japan will be coming to new york willing to do anything for victory, but so will I. We are going to push each other to limits that we would never attain without the competition of the other. People ask me if I like Kobayashi… I usually side step the question and respond by saying that I respect his ability and appreciate everything he has done for Competitive Eating. It is rare that I tell people that I do not allow myself to like Kobayashi. I have found that when I am pushing my body through the most uncomfortable pain, I can dig down and push harder when I really do not like my opponents. During practices, I tell myself that the only thing that will hurt more than the training is finishing second. I have felt the pain of falling short in a big contest and it is a feeling that I want Kobayashi to have a second serving of. Last year Kobayashi broke in front of the world and I smiled. When Kobayashi lost control and forced himself to eat what had already been eaten, my self-inflicted pain was justified. Satisfaction also came when Kobayashi did not give up and coast to second place, he fought to the agonizing end. I have a lot of respect for kobayashi and someday I will be able to look at him without wanting to force him to suffer, but that day is not coming any time soon. Joey

Nathan's on the 4th

Mon, 23 Jun 2008 04:41:12 -0500

The 4th of july is less than 2 weeks away and it's crunch time in terms of training and preparation. Joey Chestnut is the king of hot dogs with Kobeyashi a close second. Last year, no doubt was left as to the champion of hot dogs and bun. Joey dominated, crushing the world record and forced kobeyashi to have multiple reversals. My memory is studded with a vivid recollection of the massive crowd, joeys overall dominance with conquest of mind over body, and a branded memory of joey en-robed in the stars and bars. The roar of those fans is not a sound I will forget. To sum up my performance, I gave it my best shot, but fell flat on my ass. In a marathon I tripped on my shoe laces at the 20th mile and stopped to put Vaseline on my my nipples at the 22nd mile, only to limp/ waddle across the finish. I finished but not with the force and power I had visualized. I felt a surge of power and adrenaline all bottled up and a by product of the stadium size crowd. After 5 minutes the edge faded and the speed like effect once pumping through my arteries dissipated. To sum it up, my jaws got tired and I ran out of capacity. Looking forward to 7/04/08 I am taking measures to overcome these barriers. It will be difficult to offset the jaw fatigue because nathans does not keep promises of awarding a year supply of hot dogs(for 2 years in a row). Besides this cheapness the realization occurred in that joey and kobey have both accomplished the holy grail of eating contests. Any past victory against either is bush league in comparison. No one will tout my victories over both in chicken wings and turkey as the reason I will win nathans. They don't mean much to me. This is a contest to hang your mustard belt and gastric band on. In that sense it's the last and eluding major victory that my career desperately needs to elevate it greatness. It's my thought that upon retirement I will be know as a good eater, but there is not much evidence to support the case that my legacy will be marked as a "great" eater. I am a year behind them both in everything quite consistently. My style of eating is composed, reckless, and barbaric. Cooking and eating are my passionate traits, I am putting every ounce of passion, focus and strength into this competition. Joey can be beat, but it's going to take a perfect day with mind and body operating in maximum output mode. I will do everything from my steamer pack of tricks to prepare. I will have no regrets when all is left at the table(minus the dogs) meat sweats and all, and if another garlicky salchicha crammed down my esophagus is a human impossibility. I can feel the excitement starting to build within and in all likely hood my abilities will be peaking on the 4th of july. I would suggest all on the east coast to show up early to surf and stillwell on coney island or to check it out on espn and espn hd at noon eastern chow. Patrick Deep Dish Bertoletti

A sweet promo for the spike tv

Fri, 20 Jun 2008 18:48:50 -0500

This was used to promote the ham and eggs contest during the super bowl halftime show on spike. pddb

Trying to quench my thirst after eating 227 chicken wings at the Philly Wing Bowl

Fri, 20 Jun 2008 18:43:38 -0500

It's not me opening my throat and pouring it down but I enjoy watching this video. I definitely enjoy a good chugging contest. I can drink like I eat but I need to competitively eat to offset the alcohol, it's the perfect balance. chow -pat deep dish bertoletti

a recent appearance on the early show

Wed, 18 Jun 2008 14:49:49 -0500

I was on the early show this past monday eating pizza. It was rough to say the least. Especially after eating 14.5 lbs of strawberry shortcake the day earlier and staying out all night watching the celtics game. Gluttonous amounts of strawberry shortcake+ worst hangover ever+ cold dominos pizza at 7 in the morning= me wanting to throw up on the host. I hope you enjoy it. chow pat deep dish bertoletti

Video from a recent gyros eating contest

Wed, 18 Jun 2008 14:40:09 -0500

This is from a gyros eating contest a few weeks back. Niko niko gyros sponsored it and it took place in Houston. I edged out joey by 1.25 gyros in the 10 minute contest. I ate an even dozen 12 oz gyros to his 10.75. It's a very humbling food to say the least as a dozen of anything doesn't sound like much. We did save room for some suvlaki and shots of ouzo. pat deep dish bertoletti

Ice cream eating video

Fri, 23 May 2008 16:16:55 -0500

Here's a video from when I attempted to break the guiness record for most ice cream eaten in 30 seconds.

Hot dogs

Fri, 23 May 2008 16:14:36 -0500

This is a video from the nathans qualifier in apple valley

Hot dog qualifier results

Mon, 19 May 2008 00:56:49 -0500

I have had a week to think about the results of last weekend's hot dog qualifier in Apple Valley Mn. I won the 10 minute event by consuming 41 hot dogs and buns. It's a lot less than I'm hoping to eat at the 4th of July contest, but I now have a spot, and improving on qualifier numbers always occurs as a massive surge of pure electricity and adrenaline is channeled from the crowd at Coney. Out of all the contests this is the grand pappy of them all. And from them all it's my least favorite. They are no krystal burger, that's for sure. Numerous reasons account for this the combo of carbs and proteins can be nauseating when eating just 1; it takes pure determination and focus to break the flavor barrier as well as the necessary capacity and speed. The circus surrounding the eating makes for a memorable event that is branded into my frontal lobe. Before, and after are the fun times for me. Until I figure out how to have a breakthrough I will be going into it knowing that there is no chance I can top Joey or Kobe. I have not yet figured out how to maximize my capacity with those garlicky and greasy tube steaks. And I don't feel that any of my past performances exhibited my best eating. On every other annual contest I know what a good and bad contest feels like, never have I had that feeling upon reflection of a failure to top 50 frankfurters and buns. The dogs in Apple Valley were room temperature and which is consistent to a majority of circuit food. The ideal or elusive perfect food temperature for a contest is likely 95 degrees, it's nearly impossible to achieve. Some sponsors manage and it's always a treat to eat those foods. Normally on that subject an outdoor festival in California will sport food around blood temperature. This was not the case on that chilly Minnesotan spring day as the temperature broke around 50 degrees with a slight breeze and drizzle. It slowed the dogs speed down to a crawl as I was not eating more than 6 in any given minute while my best with decent dogs tops out at 10-12. This led to a struggle where my brain was quite vocal in forcing every ounce of strength I had into the normally easy reflex of swallowing those dogs. I can only say that they will be much faster at the finals. And I am pleased with the performance based on the minimal level of preparation as well as the circumstances. Under these pretences, it compares to eating a casing filled with left over gristle from ye old 96er but not having the luxury of knowing John Candys' sweat seasoned it. On a normal day they could be the best hot dogs. I was surprised to find a vast following of supporters, kickball all star, groupies, and creepy stalker types. It's expected in big cities and contests but is surprising considering the location, a cub foods parking lot. The mayor turned up as well as the twins closer (at an autograph table). To have him ask me questions about my sport made me realize that this could actually be considered one, (of course I have to say that because I compete in it). The media response was great following the contest. To know it was picked up nationally was a good feeling. The best feeling of all was discovering it was played on the national Mexican networks. My Latino friends remarked that I looked like I was struggling through the clip. I can only imagine how terrible I must have looked trying to eat those chilly dogs. Hopefully there was bilingual banter about the gringo loco, el diablo or pollo loco. All names I was called in Cancun while sporting the Mohawk. I am trying to get a video from the contest posted this week. If you want to check out my webpage for pictures (as I can post an unlimited amount) from a majority of contests go to; www. myspace.com/deepdishpat -chow, Eat up eat well Patrick Deep Dish Bertoletti

My thoughts on Stockton and eating asparagus

Mon, 05 May 2008 16:16:10 -0500

Going into this competition I knew that my stomach capacity and technique were in proper order. The more elements that are controlled going into a competition the better. But no matter how many elements you control the unknown is always the food. The only consistent food on the circuit has been Krystal hamburgers and Ash creek ribs. Consistent is defined as being consistently good and fast by having food at ideal temperatures and skillfully prepared. When the food is in question the totals will vary from year to year based on preparation and speed during the competition. If the food was overcooked or cold the numbers will suffer. This is not a complaint but a way of the circuit. Honestly, if I had to cook for myself and other eaters I would not be too pleased in preparing food knowing its consumption will be at breakneck speed. For most competitions normal things that tie into eating go out the window. For example, normally one eats when hungry. It's rare to be hungry going into a competition as butterflies and excitement trump all other feeling a normal brain exhibits. While most eat food for flavor and nourishment, textures are the only thing that registers during contests. Afterwards conversation and reflection will stem from thoughts on how chewy, crunchy, or slimy the food was. The higher the level of eater the less all of these outside or unknown factors come into play. Once everything else is tuned out and the mind is dialed into consumption mode it doesn't matter that the food was ice cold or meat needed a hack saw to cut into consumable bites. As all eaters have the same food, if it was difficult, it was difficult for everyone. It took quite some time to be comfortable and perform when dealing with the outside factors. There is no comfort when facing Joey Chestnut in battle. This was the case in Stockton a week ago. This contest has forced me to refocus my efforts in eating. I have gone into every competition with the burning desire to be victorious no matter the opponents. There have been times where victories have come as disappointment as the level of eating was not up to my standards. There have also been competitions where 3rd place finishes have brought happiness and contentment because a new level of concentration and performance had been reached. Following this contest disappointed in my performance because of a slow and clumsy start, as well as struggling to stay competitive in the 2nd half of the competition where the thoughts that saturated my cranium. This contest along with peanut butter and jelly, and waffle house waffles will continue to be a humbling discipline. The numbers will never truly reflect the difficulty and unnatural feeling it takes to process and consume these items. Out of all foods these 3 in seem like ones god never intended to be consumed in high volume or speed. The best analysis is to compare the asparagus to steel wool. Never have is it been such a struggle to clear mouthful after mouthful and to know that you are chasing a runaway horse. There was no way I was catching Joey on that day. The entire competition consisted of a panicked catch up mode. With 5 lbs downed by us both in 4 minutes it was a limp across the finish. Each mouthful required vast amounts of liquid to clear (the warm pink lemonade not helping in the least). It was strictly a jaw and throat strength showcase. Never before has a contest taxed every function that is required of a top gurgitator. It challenged capacity, jaw strength, speed, stamina, and speed of swallow. In the end, Joey showed a true champions desire and determination to power through all feelings and brain functions. A point came with 1 minute remaining where the margin was 1 spear. It became obvious that I could take this contest in front of Joey's home crowd. I saw victory and let it slip through my grasp. My brain knew the necessary means to achieve this yet a disconnect between brain and body function existed. It was a point of mental and physical failure as neither would respond in the dwindling seconds. Asparagus was forced in yet my body fought every attempt to let it pass down my esophagus. It's provides evidence that Joey is a true champion; a champion knows how to coerce every ounce of drive and performance out of their body, doesn't make excuses, and gets the job done. My goal has been to be the number one eater in the world. That obstacle rivals world record pole vaulting heights as I push myself mentally and physically to best Joey and Kobayashi. Upon reflection it seems I've been going through the motions for quite some time. It took a losing record against Joey in "08 to realize that I am not having the same amount of fun that I once did in competition. When I can look inside and realize that it's an honor to be the number 2 ranked eater and not be so focused on performance, the zone I got in, and speed, I will be far better off. Somewhere through the 100+ contests I lost sight of the fact that this sport although serious should be one of enjoyment and fun. The payoff is in the journey, friendships, and knowledge of new boundaries and limits one can push their body in search of supremacy and greatness. My next competition will be on May 10th in Minneapolis Minnesota as I attempt to qualify for Nathan's famous annual 4th of July competition. My goal is to come close to my personal best of 49 hot dogs and buns and to win. If you're in the area you can check it out; @12:30 pm Cub Foods Grocery Store 15350 Cedar Avenue South Apple Valley, MN 55124 Also, for those interested in major league eating go to http://www.majorleagueeating.com/ Chow, eat up and eat well, Patrick Deep Dish Bertoletti

Asparagus Festival and thoughts

Sat, 03 May 2008 03:39:39 -0500

As I continue to blog, it will be clear that I am little private. So, when I wrote this blog I did not post it until I convinced myself nobody would read it (and I edited it..buzzed... haha).... I was able to walk away from the asparagus contest with a victory, but I have been shaking my head and trying to figure out why things are not coming together the way they should. The contest took place at the Stockton Asparagus Festival and there were a ton of people. From the moment I arrived at the festival I felt like I was the hometown eater and a lot of people were in my corner. I was amazed at how many people told me they have been following my eating success since my first victory in Stockton three years ago. It is great to go to these events and only see happy people. It is not at all like work. The competition in this contest was serious. The contest attracted eaters from New York, Tennessee, Illinois, Washington and Oregon. The asparagus were perfect!!! They tasted much better than the ones I made. I was able to finish my first pound ahead of every one, but I got into an awful habit of watching and reacting to Pat Bertoletti. Pat was eating with a beautiful rhythm, while I was eating in response to Pat. After every pound I would be ahead of Pat by several spears, but instead of continuing to eat at a fast pace I would slow down and wait for Pat to catch up and then I would race to finish the next pound… I could not stop focusing on Pat. I really wanted to just get into my own rhythm and worry about my own pace, but I couldn't. Unfortunately these habits did not start with this contest. About a month ago I ate with the same lazy technique, in matzo ball contest. Even my training mentality for the past few months has been crappy. Instead of training to do my best, I have been training just enough to win. I don't know why my head is in the wrong place and I don't know what it will take to correct me. When I think back to last year, I cannot believe the amount of intensity and dedication I had. Other eaters have started to notice the decline in focus and they believe I am becoming complacent. I wish it were just complacency, that can be solved with a kick in the ass. In the end of this contest, I was given credit for eating 8.9 lbs of fried asparagus (I think I only ate about 8.3 lbs., and Pat was close behind). People that are new to Competitive Eating will learn that sometimes the numbers do not exactly add up, but it is rare for the actual placing to get screwed up. Pat did great and he would have edged me out, if there weren't so many people pushing me to win in this contest. I don't know if the video shows it, but I could feel myself respond to the cheers from the audience. In case you are wondering, my piss stunk of something fierce. All I can do now is look forward to my next contest and hope to break out of my funk. Good Night, Joey

3 pounds of asparagus in under 3 minutes!

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 15:33:02 -0500

I am in the midst of training for the Deep Fried Asparagus Eating Championship. The contest takes place April 26th at the Stockton Asparagus Festival. I currently hold the record for deep fried asparagus, 8.6 pounds in 10 minutes. This year, my biggest competition will come from Pat Bertoletti. Pat is a great eater and whenever I get lazy he pulls off an upset. The chances of Pat walking away with a win in this contest are slim to none. I will let you all know how the contest goes down. Joey

Pat "Deep Dish" Bertoletti... in the Yard

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 13:29:40 -0500

Asparago is the name and competitive eating is the game. First off I want to thank Yardbarker for allowing me to blog about the growing sport of competitive eating. I would also like to welcome all readers. I am a Chicagoan and have lived in parts of Chicago for my entire 22 years. The competitive eating circuit has been good to me and has ignited a passion in mass consumption of food. I started at a pizza contest after getting 4th place and the Greek goddess of overeating (Glutonnia) looked down upon me and decided that I had what it took to continue in search of gustatory glory. After that fateful day over 3 years ago I started entering contests all around the states convincing anyone I could to be my travel partners. I have over 100 contests under my belt and still get complete enjoyment out of every minute of it. Thankfully that belt has not grown in girth. The camaraderie with other eaters, the competition, travel, the element of getting in the zone, and that there is no coach or teammates to help you is what leads to my contentment in this sport. It's a sport of pure mental fortitude and it's an exiting feeling when you are dialed in and consume astronomical and inhuman amounts of food. I am currently ranked number 2 by the Major League eating organization with achieving that number 1 ranking my overall goal. Eating background aside, my weekly profession has just as much to do with food as the later part time job/ hobby. I graduated with a bachelors degree in culinary arts from Kendall college last year and have been obsessed with everything food ever since. Flavors are what define my life and experiences while everything else takes a back seat as far as I'm concerned. Now that you know a little something about me the subject at hand must be addressed. Our first Yardbarking blog will focus on the deep fried asparagus contest in Stockton California this April 26th. It's a 10 minute contest and will find myself going up against the number 1 ranked eater- Joey Chestnut. It's a food I have not competed with in 2 years and is one I will be a little rusty on. The only solution to overcome this is to do a practice run where I will borrow the deep fat fryer at work and to cook off a batch of golden tempura battered vegetables. There are a few different tests that would be beneficial in this practice run. One would include matching a liquid that would mask the noxious taste of the asparagus. Another would entail picking a technique that I will use in the competition. This would include finding the quickest and most efficient way to eat the asparagus and will aid in getting into a rhythm during the contest. This is more like a football coach outlining plays and game plans on a chalk board. Some include eating 2 or 3 at a time, eating the tip first, and or taking 2 bites then taking a gulp of liquid. The chosen technique is something I will strive to implement during the length of the contest. It's best to go in with an idea so time is not wasted in figuring it out during the contest. Going in too cocky without a plan usually ends up in a sub par finish or having to borrow a technique from someone else if their technique is faster and better than yours. My plan of attack is to eat 2 spears at a time and to use as much wylers pink lemonade/ raspberry to get it down. Hopefully my gallon of hollandaise sauce will make it through airport security unscathed. There is no better dipping sauce for asparagus in my book. It is a crap shoot as to who will come out on top. Joey will be hard to beat but nothing is impossible. I like to think that he is getting lazy and will not likely bring his a game. He has been king of the hill for too long and it's time for his rein of terror to end. In all likelihood the contest will be close. I don't imagine the winner out eating second place by more than half a pound. The winner of this event will be the eater that manages to get into the best rhythm as well having the best command of mind, body, and coordination on eating day. The rhythm is the most important part of the contest. It's a lot like dancing; it has to be a series of smooth movements and transitions. My white boy dancing should not be used as an example as to what good rhythm is. The desired moments would include bite, bite, bite, chew chew, and swallow. Some gulps of liquid will be thrown in, a belch here or there would be nice. And the piece de resistance would include a gentle shaking of the midsection and or jumping up and down forcing the food to settle into the bottom of the stomach, the smoother the process and less choppy the better. I can only hope that on April 26th my mind and body are in sync. I will make sure that my capacity and technique will be where they need to be, I just hope that my mind and body will meet me half way and that I can eat the way I know how. Ciao, eat up and eat well, -Pat "Deep Dish" Bertoletti

Joey Chestnut in the Yard!

Mon, 21 Apr 2008 20:28:54 -0500

HELLO ALL!!! I am happy to be blogging on Yardbarker. This is the first sports website to list eating as a sport. Even I hesitate to call it a sport (haha). Along with my goofy eating friend Pat Bertoletti, I will keep the Yard informed of upcoming events, my training, and the lifestyle of the best eater in the world. By blogging, I hope to clear up a couple misconceptions about Competitive Eating and expose everybody to the crazy world of Competitive Eating. I am looking forward to the everybody in the Yard helping me find new challenges and new ways to improve my ability. Joey