Hardy har har.

So, FoxSports.com, how does it feel to come in second? Alas, you poor saps are hopping on the train just a tad late. You're like those poor kids who arrive at the party immediately after everyone says they're "over it" and begin to pack up with the hopes of making it to a liquor store before closing.

Why do I gloat so?

This is why.

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta. And a connoisseur of fine facial hair.