“I've never seen anything like that before in my life,” says Dr. BBQ.
And when all seemed lost, it wasn't.
Dr. BBQ was astonished. He asked about their injection and wood. Hobson kept his apple juice formula a secret, but with the pride of a newborn father described the forest of different woods: peach, pear, pecan, applewood, and then sugarwood for a sweet finish. They load an oversized cutting board shaped like a pig with the fruits of the animal. I'm too afraid to watch the judge eat, but it sure does sound like we've got his 10s.
The third judge is a curveball. Nobody recognizes him, he doesn't laugh at Brad's jokes. He says it's a shame that the retired Jeep isn't used for hunting. Brad quips that he's a horrible driver, and he may have actually saved the Jeep's life. It doesn't phase the judge. Big Hoss steps from the shadows and quickly saves grace by relaying a hunting anecdote. Big Hoss later points this out to me. “Country knows country.”