"Part of the reason I did the show was to pull up the shades and let people see what I'm really like. I was only antisocial in baseball because of having to deal with jerks like you."
Like I said, a sweetheart.
Kent lasts 22 days, spending much of the time with his shirt off, which is a mistake.
The daughter wants to know if he gave a thought to spending time in a gym before doing the show, but he says that, deprived of food, it allows him to live off his fat.
He always did have an answer for everything.
Ultimately, his torch is extinguished because he's outsmarted by Blair from "The Facts of Life," and I just love typing that sentence.
Blair, known as Lisa on the show, hails from the yellow tribe and Kent says, "She doesn't even know how to play the game."
She learns fast.
He's so stunned when given the heave-ho, somehow not swallowing the toothpick in his mouth, he gives everyone the Jeff Kent grin. That's when you know he's really upset.
Then he ends the show with a 23-second rant.
"You know what pisses me off is that I think I've made about 60 million dollars playing baseball and I want this frickin' million dollars in this game and it's not even a million bucks it's 600 grand by the time Obama takes it.
"I'm a Game 7 World Series loser. You know, I've played in the biggest games in the world and the worst games in the world. But this just sucks."
Since the show is taped, he watches it for the first time like everyone else and says he's still bitter.
"I wanted to be the lone survivor," he says, "The Hunger Games" maybe better suited for Kent.