VIDEO Twisted firestarter: News Shopper takes on Big Al's chicken wing challenge (From News Shopper)
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VIDEO Twisted firestarter: News Shopper takes on Big Al's chicken wing challenge
IT takes guts to take on a challenge where side effects include uncontrollable tears, free flowing snot, sweating, gagging, hyperventilation and a swollen tongue.
When News Shopper was invited to take part in Petts Wood restaurant Big Al’s Firestarter challenge, there was only one man willing to take it on, and that man was Tim MacFarlan.
Big Al’s pride themselves on the ferocity of their fiery chicken wings, which contain half a dozen potent chillis to make eating as uncomfortable as possible.
Our Tim competed against five laaads from nearby Talent Spa to eat a dozen wings in six minutes and then sit out a five minute afterburn period.
Any use of a drink, or wiping of the hands or face would result in disqualification.
Tim displayed plenty of fortitude while others around him wept, shook and turned strange shades of red.
Unfortunately our man had Heskey-esque pace and Talent Spa’s very own Robbie Savage look-a-like was the last man standing.
Here’s what Tim had to say:
The first thing that struck me about the challenge was the sheer bulk of it as they brought one huge platter of 12 wings out for us to eye-up.
These giant wings clearly came from mutant chickens – and that was before you even consider the spiciness of the sauce they were slathered in.
I knew I was in trouble a few seconds in when the chef barked: “It’s 30 seconds per wing” and I had barely managed to wrench one piece of greasy flesh from my first one.
My efforts looked dainty compared to the Viking opposite who tore into his wings with sweat pouring into his long blonde locks and snot oozing from one nostril.
He became only the fourth person to scale the spicy mountain of poultry while I was left nursing a burnt thumb from the temperature of the things with around seven and a half of the 12 wings still staring back at me.
I kept expecting the heat to really hit me but it never did and I sat out the five minute after burn fairly easily – albeit with a mound of wings left uneaten.
If this had been purely about the spice I could have done it but the clock, the bulk and the fresh-out-of-the-frier heat of those wings had me beaten.
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