Yeah, Bob, just like you when you accepted the trophy over hapless Rusty Jeffers. Talk about a travesty.
Would you believe it was my job on the day of the contest to take Chuck Sipes, the guest poser and head judge, to English Bay Beach? I wore my suit and behaved immaculately. Did any of this help me win the contest? I have no idea. I learned from the Mr America contest that bodybuilders had to present themselves properly if they wanted to get fairly treated by the judges.
Compare that behaviour with what Bob does. He makes sure he is mates with the guy running the pro shows. I guess he isn't as daft as many people think. It is who you know in this small sport.