While living in a small Spanish town, my friends and I regularly attended a weekly pub quiz at the local Irish bar. On any given Monday, thirty to fifty people of various nationalities would be there, tackling trivia that definitely skewed toward the operators' native Emerald Isle. Every contest had stumpers that no one but the proudest Irishman could even pretend to know, so my teammates and I would either leave these blank or take shots in the dark. Once, responding to a question about an obscure Irish boxer, I jotted a name down on a piece of paper and handed it in. As the emcee went over the answers, he stopped and demanded in a thick brogue, "Who wrote 'Piss Drunk... More >>>