I had a dream about Erik “the Commandant” McVay last night... and he was wearin’ a dress! Nah, I only jest. But he will be wearin’ one when I’m through thrashin’ his arse this coming July in Las Vegas. That’s the deal I’m proposin’ – that the loser in our challenge match for charity must don a pretty little number. In addition, in the unlikely event that it somehow happens to beat me, I’ll shave my eyebrows and write out a $2 billion check to the Make-A-Wish Foundation.