Paul Owen ordinarily alludes to his opponents anonymously. So imagine my surprise when he singled me out for personal praise.
He says that he reads my blog for entertainment. I am truly humbled by the honor he pays me.
But, in all, honestly, I must divide the credit. For he is far too modest regarding his own signal and indispensable contributions to the comedic potential of my blog.
Just as there is, behind every great man, a great woman, so there is, behind every great funnyman, a great straight man. And I could never to hope find a finer straight man than Dr. Owen.
He is Harpo to my Groucho, Gracie to my George Burns, Blondie to my Dagwood, Dino to my Jerry Louis, Bing Crosby to my Bob Hope, Ed McMahon to my Johnny Carson, Art Carnie to my Jackie Gleason.
What is more, I am totally dependent on good material, and some of my very best material comes from Dr. Owen and his gag writers over at Communio Sanctorum. Their routines are a veritable cornucopia of slapstick material.
I can only hope that in the days and weeks and months to come, I shall be able to live up to the confidence which Dr. Owen has abode in me.
Thank you, Dr. Owen, for believing in me and making all this possible.
BTW, I never knew until now that Dr. Owen was a fan of pro wrestling. Has he published any articles on that subject in the Library of Second Temple Studies? Certainly it lends new meaning to "refereed" scholarship.