Yesterday, Nate and Dave got into an argument because Nate wants to go see Pup Punk in Boston on Thursday…so of course the conversation turned into belittling me. Why? My thinking would be Nate got shook when he yelled at Dave in the rundown and got a scornful reaction. Because of it, he got called into the radio room and. Like always, the easiest way to deflect the attention off him is to go for his and Dave’s low-hanging fruit – Smitty. Specifically me and video games. It was uncalled for to say the least. I was in no, way, shape, or form involved in the initial discussion, but I had no choice but to stand my ground, defend the Barstool Gaemtime wall, and bury my natural enemy.

And with that, I’m done. I’m just…done. Officially retired from the rivalry game. It’s been a long time coming, too. I should’ve been done when a drunk Nate, out of NOWHERE, went on Periscope and disparaged me publicly, and directly to our new CEO who at the time I haven’t even met. I should’ve been done the time he created Donovan McNate as an, albeit, funny one-time joke, but took it to unnecessary levels solely to make me look like shit. But as Nate claimed yesterday, he’s the victim there. He was just doing what he was told by his bosses. Yup. Definitely wasn’t being a complete troll of an asshole the entire time: 14:14 here. Or I should’ve bene done when The One Stop Shop For All Things Fantasy Sports ad deal in the Summer of 2017 called for me, and ONLY me to go play in the WSOP Main Event. I convinced the powers that be to include Nate in the package. I did so because I not only knew it was best for the company/content, but I knew as poker fans/players ourselves, it would be a lifelong dream to go. It was a great call for all, and it was arguably Nate’s best, and most memorable content since he’s been at Barstool. So how did he return the favor? Let me tell you, folks. Earlier this year Nate gets invited with a +1 to a big time poker event with A-listers in Vegas and invites Erika, Riggs, and eventually a date to go. When I find out about it, I ask him what’s up with it and he brushes it aside, says it’s not for content at all, and it’s just a “Business Party”. OK. Fair enough. If it’s not Nate’s own private thing with no content, why should I insert myself in the situation? It didn’t matter I thought the entire thing seemed like a good opportunity to reignite the success we had at the previous WSOP, it wasn’t my decision at the time to get involved. Well, my friends, naturally Nate goes out and hamjams with poker/life superstar Daniel Negraneu all weekend on social media, gets in a fantasy poker league with A-listers in the scene, and not only plays in Tiger Woods’ charity tournament, he gets fucking face time with the Tiger. Nope. Not content at all. The kicker? Only later did I find out from the people who sent Nate the invite that the +1 was assumed for me and the dude went out of his way to exclude me from the event.