I went on "Celebrity Jeopardy" this week — and I choked. Not quite to death, but very close.
I got creamed in the first round and was getting creamed in the second when some survival mechanism deep inside me said: "Get off the mat or you'll regret this day for the rest of your life."
I managed to finish Double Jeopardy with a pretty good lead. But fun it wasn't — my hands were shaking and my brain was frozen. Example: "Who was the first Catholic to run for President?" The answer, of course, is Al Smith. I know Al Smith IV — he's a friend of mine, and I've been to the annual Al Smith dinner. But when faced with having to answer that question on "Jeopardy," my tongue was frozen and my brain like a brick. "Who was Al Smith" did not trip off my tongue.
The good news; I won $25,000 for the charity of my choice, the Harlem School of the Arts. That was absolutely worth the humiliation.
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