He had the best VT. And was predictably booed for it.
I sometimes wonder if the crowd even listen to a word that's said. He was self-effacing, didn't believe he had any true friends and they all just used him to socially climb, and dismissed any chance he had of winning as he was "too loathe-able".
BOOOOOO!!!!
Then a good-looking shitcake like Danny rocks up, talks about "banging birds" and being a lad and how he's in-it-to-win-it because he always wins at everything, and he's cheered to the rafters.
I know who I'd rather hang out with.