Barstool, born in Boston and now based in New York, began as a four-page newspaper since then, it’s grown from a one-man blog to a full-blown media empire. If you’re wondering what pizza-tasting has to do with Barstool Sports, it’s a fair question that deserves an answer. He walked in and I was like, That’s Dave Portnoy.”

After noting that Delco is only the second locality that’s threatened him with physical harm if his ratings aren’t high enough (never change, Delco), Portnoy gives Sam’s a fine-but-don’t-go-out-of-your-way-to-try-this 7.3.Īfter he leaves for the next pizza shop, a young redheaded woman who works the counter at Sam’s remains breathless. “I bet people get fucked up at the Jug’s Inn,” he says in what’s still a remarkably thick Boston accent. Portnoy sarcastically notes the “super-romantic outdoor seating” along the curb in front of Sam’s and glances at the bar next door. One teen staffer seems so starstruck that he won’t look directly at El Presidente, as the 43-year-old is known to his fans. “They’re very excited to see me,” Portnoy says into a camera, and seconds later, the Sam’s crew emerges to watch his critique, which is part food review and part Friars Club roast. No one paid much attention to him there, probably because most folks in its queue appeared to be north of 40 years old.

He did the same thing a half hour ago at Pica’s Restaurant in Upper Darby. It’s a rainy Friday afternoon in Havertown, and a guy from Boston is about to try a slice of pizza.ĭave Portnoy, founder, president and face of Barstool Sports, emerges from Sam’s Boardwalk Style Pizza with a large pie in hand, wearing a Barstool cap and a black hoodie bearing what looks like the Eagles logo but upon closer inspection actually says “Scumbags.” Portnoy delivers his catchphrase - “One bite, everyone knows the rules” - and stuffs a piece in his yapper.

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