Cornholing with Izzy and Mathman

In the Midwest they have a game called "cornhole" which involves throwing bean bags into holes in boards. Growing up on the East Coast, cornhole had a completely different meaning, but living in Chitown for three years now, I am doing my best to blend in.

As a patron of the arts, I recently had a very special cornhole board commissioned featuring the likenesses of my two hunting dogs, Izzy and Mathman. I wanted to share the glorious result.

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Coolest thing I've ever seen!

Uh...must depend on the part of the Midwest that you're from...I'm a lifelong Iowan, and choked and nearly strangled on a tasty beverage when I saw the title of this post!

In Ohio, we called it bags. But I embrace the Chicago name because it makes me giggle every time. Ah, orifice humor! It just never gets old.

Are there tournaments in CT?