Sourdough Sams
About the Sourdough Sams | Reigning Sam - Phil McOxenballs
About the Sourdough Sams
Sourdough Sam is an all around smoothie – knows all the important stuff like how to talk to the ladies, and get results too. He knows how to mix an unsuspectingly smooth, ankle-sniffing, gutter-crawling drink. He can vaguely carry the tune of a current hit song and he knows what work wear is currently vogue. He has the skill and agility to make his way through a crowded, jumping room without spilling a drop and can keep patrons spell-bound for hours. Only the fleetest of wits and the strongest of character will survive as competition is stiff.
After its humble and ambitious beginnings in 1986, the Sourdough Sam contest is still running after twenty-two competitions throughout the past twenty-three pretty ‘odd’ years. Approximately 227 northern men have competed in this test of endurance, wit and verbal agility with the hope to win the coveted title of Sourdough Sam and the ownership of a “well used pickup truck”. There have been many memorable characters, costumes, mishaps and achievements paraded out by these competitors for the Primo Northern Male.
As with many of the Rendezvous events, there have been changes made over the years to reflect the change of the times or economy but the one thing that has been constant is the Snowshoe Shufflers as the Mistresses of Ceremonies and the crowds these events draw. There has also maintained a comradery by all contestants who have survived this marathon of mirth and they are all proud to be members of an elite group of down home, good timing, hard working volunteers who are the second largest fundraisers for the family events after the Queen Contest each year. Without the funds raised from this event, the festival would not be able to produce the annual park events each and every year.
Reigning Sourdough Sam - Phil McOxenballs
Sponsored by Foxy's Caberet
Hoi! Top o’ the muffin to ya! Tis I, Phil McOxenballs! You all know me; I’m that guy that whispers in your ear to take another drink.
I’m just a wee leprechaun from Kilmacthomas, Ireland. I just came to the Yukon `cause I heard you boys hold a festival involving entertainment and drinkery. So I packed up me potatoes, and I threw down a few quick shots o` Jack – five to be exact – while I was on me way to da boat.
Just figured I`d come over here and throw down a good time in front of you all! You know, Just to show you mountain folk how we all party back in the Shire. So come out this February to see the boys and I rile the place up a bit, and we`ll learn ya how to have some fun!
`Till next time,
Phil McOxenballs
P.S. – If a man who cannot count finds a four leaf clover, is he lucky?- Stanislaw J. Lec
